Han Sanqian's sudden stop naturally caught Pei Shiyuan off guard. After all, yelling and yelling and scolding are normal, but he never expected that this silly boy Han Sanqian would actually stop looking for death.
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However, being caught off guard is only temporary.
When Pei Shiyuan fully realized what he was doing, all that was left in his heart was indifference and disdain.
Now that you fucking stopped, why don't I take care of you?
On the one hand, venting ill will is the only real thing is to win a great deal in front of many subordinates and special envoys and take back your own glory and prestige.
Without waiting for Pei Shiyuan's reaction, Han Sanqian, who stopped, reached out and patted his neck. Although he was speechless, it was better than any provocation.
"Damn it, you brat, you are really thinking of ways to find your own death. Well, I will help you. I want your life."
Pei Shiyuan shouted loudly, suddenly moved his hand, and rushed towards Han Sanqian.
Seeing a sudden fight ahead, the eight remaining generals immediately looked at each other and hurried forward.
However, the speed of the two in front was too fast. During such a long march, they had already opened a considerable distance between them. Even if they tried their best to rush over at this time, it would still take time.
These eight people were like this, and the tens of thousands of men in black behind them were even more ridiculously far away.
Even from the perspective of Han Sanqian and the two men, the figures of the men in black were as big as ants due to the distance. It would not be possible to rush for help in a short time.
Han Sanqian smiled coldly and looked at Pei Shiyuan who was rushing forward without panic at all. He just stepped aside and moved his hand slightly, then slapped Pei Shiyuan on the back of the head.
Pei Shiyuan jumped into the air on the spot, and was knocked out of center by a slap on the back of Han Sanqian's head. He was thrown dozens of meters away in the air.
He suddenly looked back, and Han Sanqian was still standing there, patting his neck gently, as if to tell him, I'm waiting for you to break my neck.
"Ah!!" Pei Shiyuan suddenly shouted angrily, and he was completely angry. The black energy in his body suddenly spread, and he punched Han Sanqian directly.
Han Sanqian frowned slightly. He was truly worthy of being the leader of tens of thousands of men in black. He was highly cultivated. With just this fist, the surging and ferocious power in his fist could be felt even from a distance of dozens of meters.
If this punch had been hit hard by him, an ordinary person would probably be either dead or disabled.
"interesting!"
Han Sanqian smiled slightly, an inexplicable impulse building up in his heart.
In the clouds, I had been hearing that Han Sanqian was deliberately hiding from the three pangolins. At this time, I saw through the cracks in the clouds that Han Sanqian was not hiding, and the pupils of the three people were wide open.
The pangolin shook his head helplessly, with an inexplicable helplessness rising in his heart: "Could this kid want to..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Sanqian's smile froze, and a sinister look suddenly appeared in his eyes. The next second, Han Sanqian directly formed a fist with his right hand. Facing Pei Shiyuan's attack, Han Sanqian not only did not dodge at all, but directly used fist to punch.
"Sure enough!" The pangolin was shocked. He didn't know whether he was happy or sad at this time. He had indeed guessed Han Sanqian's next intention. He was indeed what he expected, and he had a head-on confrontation with him.
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Xia Wei had also been observing the situation outside through the small gap in the clouds. Seeing this scene, her palms could not help but break out in cold sweat.
After all, from a visible perspective, the gap between Han Sanqian and Pei Shiyuan is simply too huge.
The difference between the two sides is about five times in size alone, and the fists facing each other are like casserole boulders, while the other looks more like... a porcelain cup...
As for the arm that exerts force, the thinnest wrist is two times thicker than Han Sanqian's arm...
Xia Wei was really worried that once the two fists met, Han Sanqian's "weak" body in comparison would be blown away, and his "skinny" arms would snap into pieces like dead branches.
cut.
boom!
When the two fists met, the energy dissipated wildly, and Xia Wei couldn't bear it and closed her eyes tightly.
"Click."
A sound that she was worried about and feared rang out in time, penetrating her eardrums...
