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"Ah..."

The leader of the masked assassins in black screamed, desperately struggling to break free from Xiao Zheng's grasp, but it was all in vain. He felt as if all his strength had disappeared into thin air, leaving him completely powerless against Xiao Zheng.

"Hmph."

Xiao Zheng let out a disdainful snort, his palm surged with Gang Qi, and a white stream of Gang Qi burst forth into the body of the masked man. Instantly, the assailant's body trembled, and he became as weak as a mud puddle.

With a thud, Xiao Zheng threw the masked man to the ground, his gaze shifting elsewhere as his body burst forth again, arriving behind another masked assassin.

A gentle kick sent that person screaming instantly as his chest exploded open, splattering blood everywhere, and then he fell to the ground dead with a loud thud.

With one kick, Xiao Zheng's power was as thunderous as a storm, piercing through the body of the masked man and exploding directly at his chest.