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The cigarette butt, like a small pebble, struck towards the face of the man in black.
What seemed like a weak cigarette butt turned into a hammer when it touched the face of the man in black with a "bang," smashing hard into his face.
"Bang!"
The man in black's face seemed to collapse, his nose making a "crack" as it broke.
A warm trickle of blood flowed from his face.
It looked too miserable!
"Ha, a bunch of overconfident fools. When I was fighting that old ghost of Yin Ghost, you all were probably still in diapers, drinking contaminated milk."
Ye Xuan sneered disdainfully.
Suddenly, with a "boom," his legs burst with tremendous strength, and he shot towards the eleven Deadpool members like a spring.
"How dare you insult my Uncle Yin Ghost, courting death."
The man in black, holding a half-meter Longsword, had an icy gleam in his eyes, like a cold blade, and his gaze was deep and chilling as he stared at Ye Xuan.
"Whoosh!"
