Omnipotent Cellphone

Punch," he said, "is to add a gauntlet that's sharp as a blade. If you stick it in, you can take a man's life with one punch.    

    

Fong Hee did not intend to take Jiang Xiaobai's life, so he put on his fist and stabbed him.    

    

It was because Jiang Xiaobai was enough to make him think highly of him and also enough to make him afraid. He had to go all out.    

    

"It's not my turn to teach him a lesson? So, you want to teach yourself a lesson? " Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows: "That's a good idea. How about this, let me see how you're going to teach your brother in front of me. If I'm satisfied, I can let you go …"    

    

"You're courting death!" Fong Hee was infuriated. Jiang Xiaobai was too arrogant and lawless.    

    

He was Fong Hee, a tyrannical mercenary that roamed the world. He was not some weakling; he was an existence that could kill people in a fit of rage.    

    

The other party had actually humiliated him like this, humiliated the Feng Family!?    

    

In the next moment, without any more nonsense, Fong Hee made his move.    

    

An extremely sharp fist with three points of skill was lifted up, and along with a sharp jab, it smashed towards Jiang Xiaobai with a loud bang.    

    

To be fair, this punch is not bad. Among ordinary people, only those who have mastered fist arts to such an extent need speed, strength, skill, and true killing techniques. It is worthy of praise.    

    

However.    

    

In Jiang Xiaobai's eyes, their tricks were still child's play!    

    

This was the difference between a normal person and a Martial Cultivator.    

    

If ordinary people were compared to cats, then the Martial Cultivator was like a tiger. They were all cats, but it was a completely different concept.    

    

Even if a cat was incomparably tyrannical, catching mice every day, and trained in all its abilities, when facing a tiger, even if it was just a newborn tiger, it would still be far worse.    

    

After a blink of an eye.    

    

Fong Hee's fist came!    

    

It was not only Fong Hee, but He Li, Kun Yang, and Zhong Mu also attacked the moment Fong Hee attacked.    

    

They were brothers, working together as mercenaries abroad and cooperating together against enemies too many times, they had an unimaginable tacit understanding.    

    

What he saw was Fong Hee's fist flying towards Jiang Xiaobai. It was like a fierce tiger, a strong wind, and an imposing manner like a dragon.    

    

He Li held a three inch long Short Blade in his hand and slashed out. His route was strange, bringing with him an extremely sharp aura as he charged towards Jiang Xiaobai's back.    

    

Kun Yang suddenly bent down and used a standard sweep kick to attack Jiang Xiaobai's lower body. This sweep of his leg might seem ordinary, but its strength was extremely shocking. He must have practiced this kick countless times and had already become incredibly skilled.    

    

As for Nakamu, he raised his elbow and locked it onto Jiang Xiaobai's chest. His elbow brought with it a slight feeling of going from top to bottom, like being pressed down by a mountain. This elbow was very concise and accurate, and it smashed out the shortest route that could hit Jiang Xiaobai's chest.    

    

The four of them attacking at the same time was astonishing!    

    

They were in four different directions, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't dodge or retreat …    

    

When this scene appeared in the eyes of Han Chengtian, Lu Chenghu, and the others in the distance, they were shocked and frightened.    

    

Who were these four people? A professional killer? His first move was already so astonishing. Furthermore, this was a f * cking city. There was actually someone who wanted to kill someone in broad daylight?    

    

Furthermore, Han Chengtian, he knows the strength of his bodyguards. Compared to any one of the four, they are more than ten times weaker.    

    

Jiang Xiaobai was in danger! Han Chengtian was very anxious!    

    

What was more urgent was Han Yuxi. Although she believed in Jiang Xiaobai's strength, Jiang Xiaobai was facing a siege from four people! He was worried because he was concerned! Her face had turned pale. She clenched her small hands and stared at Jiang Xiaobai...    

    

Compared to Han Chengtian and the others' worry, Song Fan, Dong Bin, Fong Yi, and Dong Mingsoong were naturally excited. Their blood was boiling, and they wished that their eyeballs could fly out from their eyes.    

    

"Kill him! F * ck! Good! Kill him! " Fong Yi shouted even louder. His voice was filled with excitement, excitement and killing intent.    

    

At the same time, Jiang Xiaobai wasn't nervous or scared at all. He was still calm and collected.    

    

At the very least, you are unable to attack in unison from all over the place. In the end, there is still a small time difference between the two, and the time difference may be very short, so short that ordinary people might not be able to see it. Unfortunately, this short time difference is enough for me! Jiang Xiaobai commented.    

    

Next.    

    

He moved.    

    

First of all, Jiang Xiaobai raised his right hand into a claw, like an eagle pouncing on a rabbit, it moved forward with a hissing sound, so fast that Fong Hee could not react.    

    

After a tenth of a second, Jiang Xiaobai's eagle claw landed on Fong Hee's wrist. His five fingers were like five sharp blades that pierced into Fong Hee's wrist.    

    

Fong Hee's punch came to a halt!    

    

He could no longer feel the existence of his own fist. His wrist was broken, and it had been ripped apart.    

    

"Ahh …" Fong Hee screamed as his face turned pale and he fell back.    

    

Jiang Xiaobai didn't look at him any further. In a split-second, after he grabbed Fong Hee's wrist, there was no time to stop. The eagle claw continued moving forward and slightly changed its direction.    

    

Therefore, in a tenth of a second, his eagle claw appeared in front of the Short Blade, which was difficult to see with the naked eye. In that instant, Jiang Xiaobai's eagle claw immediately merged with his middle finger and forefinger, and like a ring finger, he easily caught the three-inch Short Blade.    

    

He Li felt that he couldn't move anymore, and the Short Blade couldn't move any further either.    

    

"Ding!"    

    

A clear and crisp sound rang out. His three inch long Short Blade broke apart from the middle.    

    

The strength of Jiang Xiaobai's two fingers had reached about 1500 jins. It was not difficult for him to break a thin Short Blade made of ordinary steel.    

    

Following the Short Blade's break, half of the blade blade was caught by Jiang Xiaobai. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he directly exerted force with his wrist.    

    

Suddenly, the half blade shot out like a bullet.    

    

The target of the blade was not the river, but a medium wood in the other direction, which coincidentally locked onto the middle wood's elbow.    

    

Nakamu's elbow was a few feet away from Jiang Xiaobai, and it was very close to him.    

    

At such a close distance, logically speaking, even if the half blade were to hit it, it wouldn't be able to do anything.    

    

However, Jiang Xiaobai forcibly pushed it because he used the little trick that he liked to use — gathering his strength.    

    

The so-called 'gathering strength' meant gathering strength together at one point in the instant when the strength erupted.