But now Xiao Zheng’s actions made them sowhat at a loss. Even so, in a situation where there is no choice, even if they killed Xiao Zheng, they felt they wouldn’t be wrong.
Naturally, Xiao Zheng heard their words, but he didn’t react and directly sped to face them.
The bodyguards gritted their teeth. Helpless, they could only clutch their weapons, feeling that today’s mission was a bit regrettable. They threatened the opponent, yet the opponent didn’t realize the massive gap between them.
Facing the dark muzzles of the guns, he could still be so arrogant. They felt they were dealing with a fool.
Several gunshots echoed, but the expected scene didn’t appear. In their imagination, Xiao Zheng would be turned into a sieve and fall accordingly.
But the mont the gunshots rang out, they found Xiao Zheng disappeared as if he teleported, a living person vanished right before their eyes.
The bodyguards froze for a mont, turning their heads in surprise, unable to locate Xiao Zheng.
The next second, they felt a pain in their wrist, the guns in their hands gone without a trace.
Looking at their fellow companions, they found themselves in the sa situation, their guns completely missing.
Then Xiao Zheng appeared before them again, holding a mass of dark matter, tossing it aside. The bodyguards turned to look and their faces changed drastically. That dark mass was their guns.
These guns had been casually crushed into iron lumps by Xiao Zheng’s bare hands and thrown aside.
To crush forged steel guns into balls using just bare hands is sothing ordinary people can’t do. A wave of intense unease imdiately surged in the bodyguards’ hearts.
And the speed Xiao Zheng displayed in that instant was so fast that their eyes couldn’t even catch it. How could soone with such speed be a fool?
With the guns gone and knowing the opponent is a master, the bodyguards didn’t hesitate and quickly drew the daggers from their waists.
Xiao Zheng stood before them, sneering at them with amusent, thinking how even guns posed no threat to him, let alone these daggers, which seed childish.
Not wanting to argue with them, after tossing the guns away, seeing them draw the daggers, Xiao Zheng took a step forward and rushed towards them.
The foremost bodyguard reacted quickly and stabbed his dagger towards Xiao Zheng’s heart with a grim expression, hoping for an instant kill.
The next second, hearing a snap, he found Xiao Zheng had lightning-fast grabbed his dagger, holding it firmly, hand gripping the blade.
The bodyguard’s face changed slightly, though he sneered inwardly, twisted the dagger intending to sever Xiao Zheng’s fingers.
They always carried these daggers; they weren’t ordinary kitchen knives.
Specially treated, it was sharp enough to sever Xiao Zheng’s fingers.
Unexpectedly, flipping his wrist, he found his dagger caught tight in Xiao Zheng’s palm, with no reaction. Xiao Zheng’s hand seed to have turned into a pair of iron tongs clamping the dagger.
Xiao Zheng sneered, with a flip of his hand, he took the dagger from the opponent’s grasp.
The disard bodyguard was startled, stepping back in panic.
But Xiao Zheng didn’t use the taken dagger against him.
As before, Xiao Zheng grabbed at his palm, squeezed twice, then casually tossed it away, another black iron ball appeared on the scene.
The bodyguard’s face turned extrely pale. Having not clearly seen when Xiao Zheng crushed the guns into balls before, but now, right before their eyes, the specially forged steel dagger, easily crushed into an iron ball by Xiao Zheng’s hand, broke their understanding of the world.
When did a human hand beco so formidable?
The remaining bodyguards hesitated no longer, collectively rushing toward Xiao Zheng.
The opponent clearly was a master, if they attacked one by one, they would quickly be taken down by Xiao Zheng, even though Xiao Zheng hadn’t truly fought back yet.
Fan Longhai, standing behind, wasn’t a fool either. Seeing this, he realized he’d underestimated Xiao Zheng. The feats Xiao Zheng displayed instilled a deep sense of crisis in Fan Longhai.
Seeing his bodyguards rushing at Xiao Zheng, Fan Longhai quickly turned, heading back to the car, hoping to drive away directly.
Thinking it over, he realized his bodyguards were likely not a match, and once they were dealt with, he’d be next.
Seeing Fan Longhai heading for the car, Xiao Zheng sneered, turning back to face the rushing bodyguards.
"A bunch of fools daring to provoke , courting death!" Xiao Zheng roared, launching into the crowd, ignoring their daggers, his fists swinging like sandbags.
A pounding sound echoed; each punch from Xiao Zheng shattered a bodyguard’s heart.
After shattering their hearts, the imnse strength didn’t diminish, their bodies flew out. Xiao Zheng resembled a human tank, crashing through the crowd, sending them flying.
This scene unfolded in re monts, even Wang Zixin, following closely, hadn’t reacted, witnessing the bodyguards shooting into the air.
When they hit the ground, their breathing ceased, apparently killed by Xiao Zheng’s chaotic punches.
Wang Zixin’s heart trembled slightly, watching Xiao Zheng’s back with astonishnt, sensing a strong murderous intent emanating from him. This man, who usually seed like a lecherous rogue, always looking lazy,
When enraged, seed a Hell Killing God, inducing fear deep within the soul.
At this mont, Wang Zixin vowed inwardly to never provoke this man unless absolutely necessary, nor breach his limits.
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