"So I can just kill you directly, understand?"
Brother Huoniu cursed under his breath. Seeing Hao Jian still looking unconcerned, he grew furious.
"You can't do it, because you're nothing but trash!" Hao Jian sneered coldly, then his figure flashed out like a wraith.
"Shoot him!" Brother Huoniu roared in rage.
…
"Crack! Crack!"
The cool evening breeze wafted through the room, accompanied by the sound of something breaking, crisp and bloody.
Brother Huoniu and the young woman watched in horror, both too terrified to speak.
Hao Jian grabbed one of the underlings by the head and twisted violently. With a crisp "crack," the man's head rotated 360 degrees in an instant!
Then, Hao Jian reached out his hand, and seized another gangster by the neck, squeezing it fiercely!
Crack!
The neck broke with a snap, and the man's head drooped lifelessly down!
Brother Huoniu's eyelids twitched wildly, his face pale as paper, with huge beads of sweat streaming down his forehead!