Fang Yi, with Lin ngyan on his back, walked towards Fan Hanhan and Yang Qian, without setting her down. As he approached, a heavy sense of oppression enveloped them.
This was a certain kind of aura.
Although this aura was invisible, it was perceptible.
It was like an ordinary person encountering a murderer who had claid several lives. The murderer didn’t need to say anything. Just through his gaze and the aura he emitted, an ordinary person could sense the murderer’s past deeds and feel fear.
Fan Hanhan and Yang Qian weren’t ordinary people, and Fang Yi had much more than just a few lives on his record.
Most importantly, Fang Yi had previously broken Yang Qian’s right wrist with a single punch, leaving a deep impression and shadow in his heart that needed no further elaboration.
However, the two weren’t timid. Otherwise, they wouldn’t plan a counterattack against Fang Yi.
Yang Qian, seeing Fang Yi approaching step by step, said gravely to the person next to him, Fan Hanhan, "Your hands are intact. You attack from the front, and I’ll attack from behind. We’ll surround him."
Fan Hanhan frowned, seemingly reluctant, but in the end, she didn’t object. She just gave Yang Qian a deep look, and her gaze lingered for a half-second on his broken right wrist.
"Okay!"
Fan Hanhan nodded.
It wasn’t just empty words; Fan Hanhan was the first to make a move, actively striking at Fang Yi.
Yang Qian followed with a cold expression after Fan Hanhan made her move.
Fang Yi’s eyes were cold. He saw Fan Hanhan charging towards him. This short-haired, blonde woman was exceedingly agile and fast, closing the distance to Fang Yi almost in the blink of an eye.
Basing judgnts solely on speed, Fang Yi couldn’t ascertain her strength, and only through engagent could he assess it.
What slightly surprised Fang Yi was that Fan Hanhan didn’t attack head-on like Yang Qian, instead adopting an extrely insidious approach, one jade hand snaking towards Fang Yi’s face, the other aiming directly at his abdon.
Though this woman was all smiles, appearing harmless, Fang Yi knew that it was precisely won like Fan Hanhan who were the most dangerous.
Scheming and ruthless, their actions were swift and decisive. If she intended to kill, she would, without any rcy. For instance, right then, Fan Hanhan took advantage of Fang Yi’s occupied arm, aiming to attack his vulnerable lower area.
However, just as Fan Hanhan’s jade hand was about to succeed in attacking Fang Yi’s lower region, Fang Yi spun around with Lin ngyan on his back, causing both of Fan Hanhan’s hands to pass by, almost grazing him, yet failing to land a hit.
Fan Hanhan was stunned for a brief mont, then a charming smile appeared on her face: "Not bad, handso. Even injured, you can still dodge. Your speed is quite sothing."
Fang Yi said nothing, raising his right hand, swinging a slap towards Fan Hanhan’s face.
If the slap connected, it would knock out Fan Hanhan’s teeth.
But to Fang Yi’s slight surprise, Fan Hanhan didn’t hesitate at all, retreating swiftly to distance herself from him.
After retreating, a seemingly provocative smile appeared on Fan Hanhan’s face: "You can’t hit ."
Fang Yi coldly laughed, said nothing, and stepped forward.
At this mont, a sharp voice sounded from behind. Yang Qian had circled around behind Fang Yi and was attacking as well.
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