Just then, Li Fuyang, who was next to them, saw Feng San's cowardly display and kicked him directly in the body. Feng San hadn't expected Li Fuyang to lay a hand on him, and stumbled to the ground.
"MD, useless trash!" Li Fuyang cursed wildly.
Looking at the fallen Feng San and the others, Li Fuyang's mind was nearly driven to madness. He also began to feel afraid, thinking, "Since it has come to this today, this grudge must be avenged. Although your martial arts are powerful and unmatched in hand-to-hand combat, you can't outspeed a bullet. Even if it means murder today, I, Li Fuyang, must vent my anger, damn it, go to hell!"
Bang...
With the sound of a gunshot, the bullet sped towards Su Xuan at supersonic speed. What Li Fuyang didn't know was that Su Xuan had never taken the thugs he had found seriously before. How could dealing with a few thugs compel Su Xuan to use his ace up his sleeve?
