In just the blink of an eye, they saw nothing. Liu Jie's outstretched hand had been clenched into a fist, but at this moment, it was easily grabbed by Hao Jian.
Liu Jie's hand was instantly gripped so tightly that even the veins bulged out, not from exertion, but because Hao Jian held it so tightly that the blood flow was disrupted.
Liu Jie looked displeased, struggling to break free from Hao Jian's hold, but no matter how hard he tried, it was futile. It was as though Hao Jian had immense strength, rendering Liu Jie's efforts utterly ineffective.
His hand was gripped so tightly that the blood circulation was hindered, and veins bulged, with sweat beading on his face. At this moment, he couldn't even spare attention to use his other hand against Hao Jian. His expression was one of anger.
Now he was experiencing what Liang Xiaohan had just gone through, only his grip wasn't as tight or forceful. At the moment, Hao Jian wanted him to feel what Liang Xiaohan had just felt.
