Just as the dagger was about to pierce Lin Fan, his clenched hand suddenly opened and flipped sharply. The sharp dagger slid over his palm, slicing through the air without harming Lin Fan at all!
"How is this possible?" Zheng Weilan was instantly shocked!
However, Lin Fan did not stop. He lifted his wrist and grasped Zheng Weilan's wrist forcefully. Zheng Weilan's face immediately showed pain, and the dagger slipped from her hand!
"Damn it! Go to hell!" Zheng Weilan screamed viciously, swinging a fist towards Lin Fan's head.
At the same time, Lin Fan also threw a punch!
Boom~
In an instant, their fists collided fiercely!
Tap tap tap~
The sound of retreating footsteps could be heard immediately!
Zheng Weilan couldn't withstand Lin Fan's punch force and retreated five steps in a row, her throat rolling as she spat out a mouthful of blood!
The next moment, before Zheng Weilan could react, Lin Fan appeared in front of her, holding the dagger horizontally at her throat!
