Upon these words being spoken, those few people couldn't help but drastically change their expressions.
"Damn it, how dare you spew such arrogant remarks, you really have a death wish!" The leader roared in anger.
Though he said this, his body quickly retreated backward, and he gave a signal to his subordinates.
The subordinates, at his cue, swiftly launched several palm strikes towards Xue An.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by explosive sounds, fierce palm forces rushed straight towards Xue An.
The crux of the matter is that these palm strikes interlocked with each other, sealing off all of Xue An's possible escape routes, firmly trapping him in the middle.
In the face of this obviously well-practiced combined strike, Xue An remained completely unmoved, not even altering the faint smile at the corner of his lips.
Seeing this, the man with the scar, the man with the pockmarked face, and the man with dark circles all had cold smiles appear on their faces.
