"Where did this smelly kid come from? How dare you meddle in Master Dao's business, you're asking for death!" Scarred Face shouted angrily.
His right knee bent, and he fiercely rammed toward Zhang Xiaohao's lower body.
"Asking for death!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
He also raised his knee and violently collided with it.
Crack!
Knee against knee, directly shattering Scarred Face's knee, bright red blood immediately seeped from his knee.
Before he could scream out.
Zhang Xiaohao's eyes turned cold, and with a forceful move of his right hand, he snapped Scarred Face's right arm.
Crack!
"Ah..." A pig-slaughtering scream immediately escaped from Scarred Face's mouth, paining him like a big lobster, writhing on the ground.
"Damn you! Smelly kid, you've got guts! You even dare to hit our Brother Dao, you're looking for death!"
"Brothers, waste this smelly kid, avenge Brother Dao!"
"Kill this little bastard!"
