Snap...
It broke?
The security manager was slightly taken aback too. Was the Eternal Life Society's merchandise really this shoddy? It broke just from sticking a skinny little runt?
No!
A seasoned expert who had come up through life-or-death fights, he reacted abruptly!
An expert!
That skinny little mutt was actually an expert too!
An expert nearly on par with an Eternal Life Society Protector!
But it was fine. If he made a move, snapping the man's neck would be nothing more than a flick of the wrist.
"Skinny mutt."
The security manager's muscles flexed, unleashing explosive force as he lunged at Huo Yuanhong with a howl.
Yet before he could grab him, his vision blurred. A hand clamped around his neck and lifted him up, hurling him involuntarily toward the wall!
The sight was utterly bizarre: a fugitive built like a bear was being held one-handed and smashed against a wall by a young man who looked less than half his weight! Yet the instant he was seized, a burst of force shook through the security manager, nearly scattering every sinew and bone in his body. He could only watch helplessly as he was flung at the wall!
Crack!
Huo Yuanhong exerted a slight force with his hand.
One of the Five Tigers—an expert—was gone just like that.
"Die!"
The other expert tossed aside the syringe, drew his pistol, and aimed it at Huo Yuanhong.
Within two steps, a gun was fast and accurate.
But in the next instant...
"Whoosh!"
Huo Yuanhong moved his hand. In an instant, it became five or six blurred afterimages, dismantling the gun into parts and casually tossing them into the hidden compartment.
Watching that horrifying scene, the Eternal Life Society expert's hair stood on end, a chill crawling down his spine.
Divine Strength!