The Tattooed Man stared blankly at Yang Xiao's retreating back. That pretty-faced kid had actually sent him flying with one kick, even smashing through the wall?
He knew his own strength well. Anyone capable of kicking him away, even catching him off guard, had to be extremely powerful.
Yet he had never noticed that Yang Xiao was strong before. In his eyes, Yang Xiao had been nothing more than a complete weakling.
Liu Chuanzhengdou narrowed his eyes at Yang Xiao. Anyone who dared come alone was indeed no weakling. At first, he had thought the kid was just a reckless fool, but it turned out he had come to kill him.
Still, Liu Chuanzhengdou's side was no pushover either. There were forty or fifty men here, not a bunch of freeloaders. They had to kill this kid here.
"I'll deal with this guy." The Tattooed Man walked toward Yang Xiao, telling the Man in Red not to interfere.
"Luo She, this guy is strong. Be careful." The Man in Red warned the Tattooed Man before taking a few steps back.
Yang Xiao looked at them all disdainfully. "Is there any point in you people switching around like this? Aren't you all about the same? I didn't come here to play with you."
"Die!" The Tattooed Man, Luo She, suddenly stretched out both hands. In an instant, his hands transformed into dozens of snake heads that lunged at Yang Xiao.
The pitch-black snake heads shot toward Yang Xiao like bullets. Yang Xiao raised his left leg and unleashed a barrage of kicks at them.
Flash Leg!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Each time Yang Xiao kicked, a flash of light burst forth. The glare turned the surroundings as bright as day, making some people unable to open their eyes.
Luo She's black snake