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As for the cold-looking man, the sudden arrival of the expected amount of time had caused his brain's reaction to become temporarily unbalanced.

Zhang Han, who had been curled up like a cheetah, fiercely shot up into the air after he had taken five steps forward. With a 360 degree turn, his right leg hacked down towards the cold man's neck with an unparalleled momentum. That terrifying speed and tricky angle were both perfect, as if it was a fatal blow.

If Zhang Han were to kick his neck, he would definitely break his neck. At this critical moment, the cold-looking man let out a muffled roar. His head was lowered, and his arms were tightly wrapped around his head. He charged straight at Zhang Han, wanting to use his arm to face that very fierce mid-air kick.

"Bang …" Amidst the muffled sound of limbs colliding, Zhang Han's right arm, which was as heavy as an iron whip, was badly mangled and splattered with blood.

The cold man's body shook violently, but he did not retreat due to the pain. His right leg exerted as much strength as possible to stop his body from falling to the ground due to the force of Zhang Han's swing. He raised his uninjured right arm and swept it towards Zhang Han.

And at the same time, a buff man who had just recovered from his shock swung his hammer at Zhang Han.

Faced with the fierce and fierce attacks of the two, Zhang Han was not afraid in the slightest. His iron palms retreated without reservation, recklessly flinging out his strength and speed.

That ghost-like nimble figure nimbly moved between the two fierce and fierce attacks, and every time, he would easily evade the terrifying attacks of the two people that seemed to have no flaws, and could watch every opportunity to launch an attack. That was to say, he had the terrifying speed of a cheetah as well as the sinister shrewdness of a venomous snake.

Although Zhang Han's attacks seemed soft and light, even if he used his toes or palm to attack, that light push actually contained a terrifying strength and a needle hidden within.

In just twenty exchanges, Zhang Han had not suffered more than three attacks. Due to his nimble dodging, the three times he had come into contact with someone only caused him to suffer a few physical wounds. His actions and attacks were not the least bit affected. On the other hand, the brawny guy and the cold-looking guy were in an exceptionally sorry state. They had received multiple slashes from Zhang Han, and it was not excessive to describe them as having their bodies ripped apart.

In the middle of the battle, Zhang Han viciously swung his leg and kicked the cold man away, then rolled on the ground in an unrefined manner, cleverly avoiding the strong man's hammer strikes that were like a comet bombardment.

However, just as Zhang Han was about to stand up, a change occurred. The youth whom Zhang Han thought had completely lost his ability to fight, suddenly leaped up and hugged Zhang Han with all his might from behind.

His entire body was almost completely stained with the fresh blood, as if he was an evil spirit that had crawled out of hell. The young man with a twisted and hideous face roared at the robust man: "Quickly, kill him, f * cking smash him into minced meat! "Quick, quick …"

Zhang Han was shocked. He tried to use all his strength to push Zhang Han away, but the teenager was no longer alive. He used all his strength to hug Zhang Han tightly, his two stiff fingers even pierced through Zhang Han's clothes and into his flesh.

After being sent flying with a kick by Zhang Han, the cold-looking man who had just gotten up from the ground was also frightened by the young man's crazed and hideous appearance. At the same time, he shouted at the robust man: "Third brother, quick, chance! "Quick, quick …"

The brawny man quickly took a deep breath. All the strength in his body seemed to have exploded at this moment. A sharp aura burst out from his body and his hands seemed to want to crush the wooden handle of the hammer. With a tyrannical roar, he raised the hammer with all his strength and ruthlessly smashed it down on the Tibetan man's head.

Feeling the terrifying killing intent and the powerful impact, a ruthless glint flashed across Zhang Han's eyes. With the same muffled roar, his arms that were trying their best to resist the shock suddenly pulled back, and his entire body was also trying its best to shrink back.

The youth, who had been defending Zhang Han the entire time, suddenly felt his arms lose their strength and his body sway slightly. In the few seconds of his daze, Zhang Han grasped the opportunity and pushed his body down with all of his might, immediately breaking free of the youth's restraints.

At the same time, when he was about to sink into the ground, his right arm did not forget to throw out a counterforce, grabbing onto the young man's arm as he used the power of the sinking to fiercely pull him down.

The boy, who was on the verge of going crazy, immediately lost his balance and threw himself forward.

This sudden turn of events happened in a blink of an eye. Other than Zhang Han, no one expected that the seemingly weak Zhang Han would be able to break free from the youth's restraints and pull him forward.

However, in that one second, the full-power attack that the brawny guy was waiting for didn't have any chance of retreating at all.

"Bang …" A dull thud was heard. It was as if a sharp knife had ruthlessly stabbed into the hearts of the brawny and cold-looking men.

"No …" Seeing the young man's head crack like a watermelon under the attack of the iron hammer, the cold-looking man let out a painful roar.

As for the brawny man who had used all his strength to swing this hammer, he was completely dumbfounded. He could only watch helplessly as his hammer smashed his companion's head to pieces and then fell to the ground.

Almost all of the splattered red and white objects were thrown towards the closest him, as if they were his companions who were waving to him in pain, interrogating him in pain.

However, they were stunned. They were in pain. They regretted it.

However, Zhang Han didn't show any mercy. After squatting down with all his strength to avoid the fatal attack, Zhang Han shot up with his full strength once again. His right palm whistled like an iron fan as it slapped towards the hands of the stupefied brawny man.

"Pa …" The thing Zhang Han was most proud of was his pair of iron palms, which had been trained by him to the point where he no longer felt much. After losing too many nerve endings, his ability to feel pain greatly decreased, and as it continued to rise and fall, the attack power of his iron palms, which no longer felt pain, would definitely double.

Therefore, when he slapped down with all his strength, the strong man's two right hands were badly mangled and covered in blood. Under this intense pain, the iron hammer in his hand dropped straight to the ground. The robust man also abruptly woke up. Just as he was about to pick up his personal weapon again, a sharp pain came from his lower abdomen as if he had been struck by an iron rod. His 180 jin body weight was sent flying from this round of the attack.

"You should f * cking die …" Facing his companion's miserable death, the cold-looking man charged at Zhang Han in fury. As he ran, his two big feet repeatedly stomped on the ground, creating a dull thud on the roof of the shopping mall.

"Humph, the mantis stalks cicadas and the ant shakes the tree!" Zhang Han sneered and leisurely pulled out the broken sabre that he had inserted into the teenager's right hand. The moment the man with the cold expression approached him, he twisted his body and avoided the attack. He bent his left arm and used his left elbow to strike hard at the man's back.

"Bang …" Although the cold-looking man who had lost his mind and sunk into madness looked sinister and terrifying, his reaction speed had clearly decreased by quite a bit.

After being fiercely hit by Zhang Han's elbow, the cold-looking man made an intimate contact with the ground with a bang.

Zhang Han sneered as he glanced at the cold looking man lying on the ground, as well as the strong man who had personally killed his brother and caused him to lose his soul.

"A trash is a trash. No matter what, he cannot be compared with a true expert. To challenge the prestige of the Chinese Sect is simply a joke! "

The cold-looking man shook his head as he tried to prop himself up, but Zhang Han raised his foot and stomped down fiercely.

"Bam!" Fresh blood splattered everywhere. The cold-looking man's body crashed heavily into the ground. His entire face kissed the ground in an even more comprehensive manner, and he was firmly stepped on by Zhang Han's right foot.

Zhang Han sneered as he stared at the sturdy man, "How does it feel to kill your comrades and your brothers? Is it … very … painful, very painful! "

Zhang Han's words were like an iron hammer, viciously stabbing the brawny man's heart, causing him to feel as if needles were stabbing into his body.

The cold looking man raised his head and shouted at the man, "Third brother, I don't blame you for the death of Fourth Bro. It was him, he caused Fourth Bro's death. Hurry, kill him and avenge Fourth Bro!"

Zhang Han smiled sinisterly, "Did you hear that, stupid big guy? Your friend wants you to take revenge again. What are you waiting for?"

"Ah …" The brawny man shook his arms and let out a dull roar. His big feet struck the ground and like a brutal rhinoceros, he rushed towards Zhang Han with an angry roar.

Zhang Han chuckled, "That's more like it!"

His right foot pressed down on the back of the cold-looking man and twisted, kicking him towards the muscular man who was dashing towards him.

At the same time, just as the brawny guy caught his brother, Zhang Han jumped up and threw his body towards the brawny guy like a spinning electric drill.

"Bang …" The brawny man and the cold-looking man were sent flying by Zhang Han's fierce strike and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Zhang Han's gaze hardened as he tightened his grip on the broken sabre. He was about to attack again, ready to finish off the two of them in one go.

"Wait a moment." Just as Zhang Han was about to rush forward, a cold voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Second Brother!" Zhang Han respectfully saluted Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun?

The two men who were rapidly getting up from the ground felt their hearts tremble. They stared unwaveringly at the youth who was slowly approaching them. His sharp, cold eyes seemed to pierce through them, wanting to kill them both!

Zhang Jun! This was an incomparably terrifying figure, a wild beast that could make people like Zhang Han submit willingly!

Even when he was checking the information, it was only a kind of exclamation; even when he was aiming from the aiming lens, it was only a kind of peeping. But when they truly faced Zhang Jun, that kind of naturally flowing terrifying aura caused their hearts to be filled with fear. They didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye!

Zhang Jun looked at the pile of flesh on the ground, then looked at the two men who were also covered in blood. They looked as if they were about to face a great enemy.

He opened his mouth coldly, "Sniper, who is it?"