"Cox Johansson, you've never had any respect for martial artists, have you? What about now?" I walked up to Cox Johansson and said coldly.
Almost scared out of his wits, Cox Johansson stuttered, "You can't kill me. I belong to the Johansson family... I..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish speaking, I flicked my finger and shattered Cox Johansson's kneecap!
People around us had already become numb to the brutality. I was merciless, disregarding anyone's status or background and ignoring advice from anyone.
If you provoke me, you will pay the price.
Cox Johansson clutched his knee, trembling in fear.
I sneered, "What kind of shit is the Johansson family? You think I'd be scared?"
"I was wrong, I was wrong... please spare me..." Cox Johansson cried pitifully, snot and tears streaming down his face, looking somewhat pitiful.
