Once again, silence.
But in this silence, Zhou Jiafei snapped his fingers, then took a step back.
It wasn’t because Zhou Jiafei was afraid of the bearded man in front of him, but because he wanted to make so space to avoid getting his expensive clothes splattered with blood in a mont.
At the very mont Zhou Jiafei stepped back, several tall and strong bodyguards moved in, rushing towards Fang Yi.
These bodyguards weren’t low-level thugs from the streets; they were rigorously trained martial artists, so of them even Human Level experts.
They even thought that it was overkill for all of them to gang up against this bearded man.
One of the n was the first to reach Fang Yi from behind, carrying a chair in his hand, which he swung viciously at Fang Yi’s head without holding back.
Just as it was about to hit, Fang Yi suddenly turned around, not dodging, rely raising his right arm and allowing the chair to smash into it.
Crack! The chair struck Fang Yi’s arm, breaking several pieces of wood, while Fang Yi blocked it head-on with his arm.
The man was montarily surprised, then a sinister smile appeared on his face, "Pretty tough, but let’s see how many hits you can take!"
Fang Yi couldn’t be bothered to speak, not saying a word to the man, and without lowering his right arm, he thrust forward like a raging dragon towards the man with lightning speed.
In an instant, before the man could react, his neck was seized by Fang Yi.
"Do you dare to boast in front of , you lowly thug?" Fang Yi finally spoke, his tone dripping with mockery.
In the next mont, Fang Yi gripped the man’s neck, lifted him off the ground, and then tossed him away.
Perfectly aid, the flung man crashed into another approaching man.
The two collided and fell to the ground.
The remaining bodyguards rushed forward, but Fang Yi didn’t even glance at them, walking straight towards Zhou Jiafei.
No sooner had he taken a step than a bodyguard charged at him, face twisted with vicious intent, attacking Fang Yi.
Unfortunately, the man’s hands had only just extended before Fang Yi clapped them back, then grabbed the man’s arm, twisting it backward. A crisp crack followed as Fang Yi snapped the man’s arm.
The cracking sound was particularly sharp in the teahouse, reaching the ears of Huang Xiaotian and the other three, as well as Li Yinong and Zhang Shuishui.
Fierce!
Ruthless!
At this mont, these words surfaced in their minds.
Though no blood was spilled, the ruthlessness was evident!
For Huang Xiaotian and his companions, ever since eting Fang Yi, he had always worn a smile, giving off a gentle impression, and no one could see this side of him.
For Li Yinong and Zhang Shuishui, their impressions were the sa as Huang Xiaotian’s group. Despite finding Fang Yi shaless and irritating, he didn’t seem ruthless or cruel at all.
However, reality proved that they were overthinking it.
This was another side of Fang Yi, only rarely shown.
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