Crack.
Under Zhang Qi's horrified gaze, Su Quanchuan suddenly snapped his mouth shut, followed by the sound of teeth shattering.
Su Quanchuan had actually crushed every tooth in his mouth, then swiftly opened it and spat out the broken teeth.
Whoosh!
Countless fragments of teeth shot toward Zhang Qi's face like bullets, carried by violent gusts of air.
Zhang Qi made a split-second decision and instinctively raised both hands to shield his face.
Bang, bang, bang!
The sounds of objects piercing flesh rang out. Zhang Qi's body jolted as if struck by a heavy blow, and he slammed into the solid iron door.
"Ah!"
"My hands, my eyes!"
Zhang Qi collapsed to the ground, wailing. His hands had become a pitted, gruesome mess, blood streaming from them without stop.
Before long, the floor was awash in blood.
Enduring the excruciating pain, Zhang Qi raised his hands and saw them covered in densely packed wounds, with countless teeth still embedded in them.
A small hole had even been punched clean through the palm of his left hand.
The tooth fragment that had pierced through his palm had naturally then shot into the area above his left eye, leaving it deeply sunken.
Blood poured from above his left eye, staining it crimson.
Faced with such a brutal outcome, Zhang Qi secretly counted himself fortunate.
Fortunately, it had missed by just a little. Otherwise, Su Quanchuan would have blinded his left eye.
But once his relief faded, invisible fury spread from the depths of his heart.
"You old bastard, how dare you attack this official!"
Blood streamed from the corner of Su Quanchuan's mouth, dyeing the white beard beneath his chin a glaring red.
When he saw Zhang Qi rise to his feet, the disappointment in his eyes was unmistakable!
"What a pity.