Ahh!
A scream erupted from the mouth of a Qianlong Guard. Following that, his body was forcefully propelled, involuntarily flying backward.
With a thud, the man slammed heavily onto the roof of a car, then tumbled to the ground, writhing and howling in agony as he rolled back and forth.
His right arm was shattered, the pain must have been incredibly intense.
Witnessing this scene, Little Demon almost fainted from fright, and Guo Chuyun wasn't much better off, his handsome face turning deathly pale.
Terrifying, truly terrifying.
"Hong'er!" Suddenly, a harrowing bellow came from Lu Kejin's mouth. He raised his eyes and glared hatefully at Li Changlin, "Kid, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
"Dad, Dad, avenge me, avenge me!" On the ground, Lu Hong screamed pitifully. Having lost his right hand, from now on he was effectively wasted.
Even if his injuries were to heal, there was no longer any chance for him to advance his martial arts.