The electronic music in the bar, which had already stopped earlier, was full of tension.
At this mont, the atmosphere in the bar was like a tightly drawn longbow, making it difficult for everyone to breathe.
It was strange. Xu Fan was just standing up and walking towards them, yet their nervousness was like facing an army of thousands.
With faces pale as paper and foreheads dripping with cold sweat, there was too much to wipe away.
Those who had betrayed the Qing Gang, thinking they would rise straight to success, now felt an invisible hand clutching their throats, utterly embarrassed.
"Xu Fan! You're seeking your own death!"
Finally, soone could no longer bear the tense atmosphere.
He scread hysterically and charged at Xu Fan!
Why?
Why should he feel such fear in front of this youth?
He's just a loser discarded by Ye Chongshan! Why should he bow his head before him?
Shanghai no longer listens to him, what if he is a traitor?
He can't control it!
Now, he had no right to treat himself with such an attitude!
Roaring in his heart, with full power, turning into a gust of wind, his Fierce Fist aid straight for Xu Fan's vital point.
There was no other reason; this punch was only to let Xu Fan know that he was a loser!
Buzz!
The punch, mingled with a gust of wind and seemingly unstoppable, seed to further oppress the atmosphere in the bar by three parts.
The spectators held their breath, and in an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through their minds.
How would Xu Fan dodge this punch?
"This!"
The answer was unveiled in an instant, faced with this forceful punch, Xu Fan's response was just two words.
Ignore.
Rising with a whoosh, the sharp punch stopped abruptly four feet in front of Xu Fan!
The fist, heavy as a thousand jun, was as if it had hit an iron plate, unable to advance even half an inch further.
"This!"
The bizarre scene inevitably changed everyone's expression!
"This..."
"Isn't this a death wish..."
Looking at the guy confronting Xu Fan, straining with all his might in a pathetic state, everyone could not help but shake their heads.
Unable to even hurt a hair on Xu Fan, they really wanted to laugh.
Where did this guy get the courage?
Buzz!
In the void, an invisible surge of Inner Qi burst forth, the traitor confronting Xu Fan, his punch, now snapped off inch by inch.
The crackling sounds of breaking bones mingled with cries of agony, and the spectators watched as the guy was sent flying backwards, curling their lips in disbelief.
This guy, he really was asking for it.
...
To be strict, these Qing Gang traitors, now watching their comrade pass out in pain, felt a chill run down their spines.
Goodness, luckily it wasn't them.
Secretly comparing the strength gap with the other party, everyone quickly ca to a conclusion.
This ti, even if they attacked together, the result would be the sa—they'd just be handing their heads to Xu Fan.
"Xu... Xu Fan, you said before that you wouldn't pursue us!"
Unable to fight and definitely unable to win, the crowd retreated fearfully, then started to parry words with Xu Fan.
"Exactly! Are you going back on your word now!"
When Qing Gang needed him the most, Xu Fan had said he would not pursue the matter, but now, he had taken such a harsh action, prompting everyone to muster their courage and start condemning him.
His righteous deanor rely evoked laughter from Xu Fan.
The audacity of these fellows was unmatched.
"What? For the life of a dog, you don't even want your dignity?"
Squinting, Xu Fan sneered at this group of cowards and scoffed, "True, I did say that if you left Qing Gang, I would not hold you responsible..."
These guys chose to abandon Qing Gang at its most perilous ti; although it was disheartening, Xu Fan felt that it was within reason.
Risking one's life for righteousness was not sothing everyone could do.
He could forgive their departure.
But to turn around and target a forr brother was an act of ingratitude Xu Fan would never tolerate!
"I just want to ask you all, by using your brothers as stepping stones to climb up, have you ever felt any remorse?"
In their struggle for survival, turning against their forr comrades, did they ever feel reluctant?
For fa and fortune, stepping on friends with whom they had once shared drinks and als, when they were proud, did they ever consider those friends might still cherish the old tis?
Ruthless and heartless, how could Xu Fan not settle the scores properly with such despicable people, and how would that be fair to the brothers who lived and died with Qing Gang?
"I..."
Whether it was succumbing to Xu Fan's martial prowess or a ripple of regret stirring in their hearts, at this mont, these people, corrupted by greed, lowered their heads and could not utter a word.
Perhaps only in monts of no return did they realize their mistakes.
The disappointnt in his heart, not a trace of emotion was visible in Xu Fan's dark eyes at this mont.
He coldly swept his gaze over the group and spat out two words.
"Kneel."
Leaving no room for negotiation, Xu Fan's tone only left them one choice.
Submission.
A multitude of people looked around and then, one after another, in front of Xu Fan, they knelt their priceless knees on the floor.
Perhaps so were regretful, or perhaps they all were discarding their dignity just to survive, Xu Fan had no thoughts on this.
"I give you one minute to think carefully about which hand you used when you acted against your brother."
With that brief instruction, Xu Fan said no more.
But this short sentence stirred up a huge wave in the hearts of the group.
They were not fools, they well understood, Xu Fan was settling accounts for his brothers.
Whichever hand they had used, that was the one to be disabled.
This was quite hard to accept in a short ti.
The pain of losing an arm was not so easily endured.
"That... that, I... I really never took action, boss, I swear! Truly!"
Before a minute was up, one person crawled forward while kneeling and started explaining.
The expression was remarkably innocent, indeed portraying the word 'innocent' vividly.
Xu Fan watched this and couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"Since you want to swear, then you have to put your life on the line, dare you?"
"This..."
The Oscar-worthy performance that was ticulously conjured was instantly punctured by Xu Fan's simple interrogation, leaving the person embarrassingly lost for words.
"You probably don't rember, no problem, we'll just count both hands."
Xu Fan looked at him indifferently and casually gave an instruction.
This result nearly made the person wish for death!
Had he known this would be the outco, he would have rather just lost one arm to begin with.
Feeling like plumting off a cliff, utterly despondent, he looked up at Xu Fan in front of him, feeling an imnse regret.
This debt was not negotiable; it had to be paid.
Looking at his arms, he hesitated for a mont and then gritted his teeth and made his move!
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