"Heh, you're too weak."
The man who caught Alon's fist chuckled lightly, and then, with a mere flick of his wrist, sent Alon flying.
Boom!
Alon's body flew through the air, unable to resist, and with a loud crash, he slammed into a wall.
Boom.
The massive force of impact created a large hole in the wall, and Alon's body flew out of it.
This scene unfolded in the blink of an eye. Young Master Zhao blinked, disbelief evident in his eyes. Trembling, he pointed at the one standing beside Xiao Zheng, one of the Ten Killings, and stuttered, "You... you..."
At that time, the Ten Killings did not pause. The sound of banging and crashing was nonstop, and screams echoed everywhere. Young Master Zhao's thugs, one after another, were flung away.
They were defeated in the blink of an eye!
Effortlessly, like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, Xiao Zheng had only sent one person, and Young Master Zhao's experts, without any resistance, suffered a terrible defeat.