Old Seven spat contemptuously at this moment.
"Little security guard, your joke isn't funny at all!"
"Understand?"
"If you ask me, you're the one who should lower your head!"
One had to admit that the current Old Seven was extraordinarily confident and composed.
Old Seven squinted, seeing no connection between Chen Fan and a dead man.
Chen Fan shook his head, "You really won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
"Since that's the case, I'll let you see!"
Old Seven sneered sinisterly, "Come on!"
"Let me see what you're made of!"
Chen Fan didn't make the first move, "I'm afraid you can't handle it!"
Hearing this, Old Seven's gaze deepened, and a killing intent surged in his eyes.
Then, he suddenly charged at Chen Fan.
"Kid, you're truly incredibly overestimating yourself!"
"See these two fists of mine? To be honest, they've crippled fifty-two people. You'll be the fifty-third!"
Chen Fan smiled mockingly.
He didn't say much more.
He just shook his head.
The fists attacked...
Seeing this, Chen Fan calmly raised his arm, and his palm easily blocked Old Seven's punch.
*Snap.*
*Crack!*
Along with such a sound.
In just a fleeting moment, Old Seven's arm was dislocated by the impact, and he was sent flying back in a disheveled manner.
His body slammed heavily onto the ground, like a drum being beaten.
His expression instantly contorted.
Shocked...
He hadn't expected Chen Fan's strength to be truly not simple!
Chen Fan added, "You should have nothing more to say now, right!"
Old Seven said faintly, "It's just a dislocation, it'll heal by setting it back!"
Then, he directly slammed his arm against the ground. With a *click*, the bone snapped back into place.
*Whoosh...*
Old Seven flexed his palm, squinting, "How about that? My hand is still intact!"
Chen Fan sneered mockingly, "Is that all? It's still far from enough!"
Old Seven roared in anger, "You still want to provoke me? Watch me smash you to death today!"
He charged at Chen Fan again.
His speed was very fast.
Chen Fan could now tell that this guy was using a tough training technique.
It seemed his body itself was a weapon, which was why he dared to be so bold.
Chen Fan, with a cold smile, treated his own body as a weapon and charged forward fiercely.
*Thud!*
With this collision, Old Seven felt his body was about to fall apart, making him furious.
Only now did he truly recognize Chen Fan's terrifying power and that he was not easy to deal with.
"I truly underestimated you a bit!"
"Little security guard, you're very strong, worthy of being my opponent!"
Just as he was preparing to attack again, his body suddenly lost control.
Along with it came a piercing pain, a pain that was simply life-threatening!
"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh..."
With another step, his ribs began to break.
"You..."
"How can your strength be so terrifying?"
"You're not a security guard, who exactly are you?"
He now dared not believe Chen Fan was an ordinary person.
Thinking of this, his heart began to race.
Chen Fan coldly stated, "Killing you would take me only a blink of an eye, understand?"
He stomped his foot heavily, and a surge of powerful internal energy rushed out.
In moments, Old Seven was mercilessly struck down to the ground.
At the same time, he felt a terrifying pressure that prevented him from even lifting his head.
This was the ultimate sense of oppression.
Chen Fan, at this moment, his eyes held a hint of amusement, "How about it? Shall we continue?"