'Who did I offend?'
'Is this about me?! Or the Tiger Head Gang!?'
Watching the figure that had suddenly appeared in the room, Popei Liu'er's mind raced, considering all the possibilities.
In the space of a single breath, his two ruffian underlings had fallen one after the other.
This made Popei Liu'er suck in a sharp breath. Although his two men had yet to enter the Martial Dao, they were experienced fighters who struck viciously. They were quite a bit stronger than the average person.
But in an instant, they had lost their ability to fight!
The intruder's strength was terrifying!
'Run!'
Popei Liu'er's first instinct was to flee.
Although he was at the Martial Arts Introduction level, he was limited by his talent and resources and had yet to reach Qi Blood First Level Perfection. He held a huge advantage against ordinary people, but against a true Martial Dao expert, his skill was far from enough.
