A Fist of Annihilation

"You... you—you..."

Roger raised his hand, wanting to point at Jiang Fan and ask how he had become so powerful.

But when he had only raised it halfway, he suddenly felt his Life Energy rapidly draining away.

His body grew weaker and weaker...

His head grew increasingly heavy...

Then, his consciousness sank into endless darkness...

Even in death, he never understood how Jiang Fan had done it!

"Heh heh, Level 12? Nothing special!"

Jiang Fan casually flicked his hand.

Roger's corpse was thrown to the ground like a sandbag.

Then he moved his foot and was about to leave.

At that moment, a shout suddenly came from below.

"Wait!"

Jiang Fan turned around.

He saw the youth below staring straight at him.

The people in the white car had also gotten out and were standing respectfully toward him.

"What is it?"

Jiang Fan had come here only to kill Roger and settle the grudge from back then.

He did not care about anyone else.

Thus, his words were filled with perfunctory impatience. He only wanted to shake off the trouble and leave as soon as possible.

Zhong Zhengbai sensed Jiang Fan's impatience and hurriedly said,

"My name is Zhong Zhengbai. I'm an arbitrator from the 50th Province of the Federal Arbitration Office!"

"Thank you for your assistance just now!"

"May I ask your name?"

Jiang Fan's strength had just exceeded his expectations.

He had fought Roger before and knew how great the gap between them was.

It could be said that apart from the Chief Arbitrator of the 50th Province of their Federal Arbitration Office, there was probably no one who could defeat Roger in a one-on-one fight.

Yet such a powerful Martial Arts Master had been instantly killed by this young man before him!

He could not understand