"Good, good, good, you've really made this old man angry!" Feng Jinchuan was furious beyond measure, while Song Changjun's legs were both broken, and he was crying out in agony.
Although Li Xiaobao was struggling, for the moment, Feng Jinchuan couldn't do anything about him. Laughing, he said, "So what if you're angry? Careful you don't burst a blood vessel!"
"Ah!" Feng Jinchuan bellowed in rage, and a towering killing intent rushed toward Li Xiaobao like a tidal wave.
But Li Xiaobao moved like a specter, not engaging Feng Jinchuan head-on, and laughed, "Old geezer, is that all you've got? Come on, try and kill me!"
Their battle was completely beyond the ordinary, leaving the onlookers stunned, while the sofas and tables around them were shattered to pieces by the flying Qi.
In just moments, it was as if the area had hosted a cataclysmic battle.
At this moment, Li Xiaobao shouted, "Why aren't you coming out? You really want me to take it all alone?"
