"Are you ready? If so, attack now; don't waste time, I'm very busy!"
Bai Xiaofan, disregarding the expressions of the crowd around him, looked at Kanter opposite him and spoke indifferently.
His tone was still plain and unremarkable, as if he didn't feel any fear at all.
"Once you're dead, I'll take that Chinese woman behind you, and in front of your corpse, show you what a real man is!"
Kanter spoke viciously, his eyes flashing with sinister intent.
Before his voice even faded, Kanter suddenly leaped up, the iron chain wrapped around his wrist lashing towards Bai Xiaofan.
The thrown iron chain, one end still wrapped around Kanter's wrist.
It snaked through the air like a flexible python, coiling towards Bai Xiaofan's neck.
At the same time, Kanter's other hand formed a fist, brutally aiming for Bai Xiaofan's temple.
A pincer attack!
Both the thrown iron chain and the massive fist were enough to make the onlookers' hearts tremble and their legs shake!