The boss looked up. At some point, a young man exuding an icy aura had appeared beside him, staring angrily.
Ye Xiong grabbed the boss's arm and twisted it hard. The man's arm, originally a size thicker than his own, was as fragile as a cucumber and snapped with a single twist.
Immediately, the boss screamed in pain.
Ye Xiong's gaze fell on the third man. "Let her go," he said coldly.
"Don't come any closer! If you dare, I'll snap her neck—"
Before he could finish his sentence, a figure flashed by. The third man slammed hard against the wall, passing out before he could even see how Ye Xiong had attacked.
"Brother Xiao Jiu, he's a peerless master!" Green Hair exclaimed, ignoring the pain racking his body.