"Whoosh whoosh!"

Dugu Shang was the first to pounce on Old K.

He jumped up in the air, like a meteor in the sky, and stabbed Old K with his sword.

The sword light was bright and the thunder was like a sky full of stars, pouring towards Old K.

"You are injured like this and still have such ability, you are worthy of being Ye Fan's number one lackey."

A trace of emotion appeared on Old K's face: "It's a pity that you don't have the chance to hurt me."

The next second, he raised his right hand and punched three times at the black sword.

"Bang bang bang!"

These three punches hit Dugu Shang's black sword one after another.

The black sword shadow in the sky stagnated for a moment, then quickly exploded.

Dugu Shang's expression changed slightly, as if he couldn't bear the terrifying force and flew backwards.

After three punches, Dugu Shang retreated.

The playing cards in Dong Qianli's hand were swishing and flying.

Old K's body jumped up and his hands flew out with another series of heavy punches.

"Dangdangdang——"

Old K knocked away all the seven playing cards that flew towards him.

But every time he blocked a blow, the gloves on his fists cracked and cracked.

"boom--"

As the last playing card was knocked away, the glove of Old K's fist shattered into pieces.

However, Old K also got close to Dong Qianli and kicked him in the abdomen where he was defending with both hands.

With a loud noise, Dong Qianli slipped out more than ten meters, his face turned red, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Bang bang bang——"

Without giving Old K any chance to rest, the two deaf-mute old men attacked from both sides.

A series of fists poured down like rain.

Old K roared and waved his fist, directly engaging in a head-on collision.

Old K unleashed all his strength tonight and punched eighteen times in one breath.

After eighteen punches, the two deaf-mute old men pushed out more than ten meters, while old K moved forward, closing the distance with Ye Fan.

"boom--"

As Old K punched hard with both fists, the deaf-mute old man who was resisting shook his body and was dragged eight meters away.

The ground they stepped on cracked, as terrifying as a spider web.

It can be seen how amazing the strength endured by the deaf-mute couple.

"watch out!"

Before Old K could swoop forward, Ye Fan raised his right hand and a red light shot through.

Old K's conditioned reflex rolled to the side to avoid it.

Just seeing that there was no damage on the ground made his face even more furious.

Ye Fan ignored it and shot out a few more red lights.

Old K, who was always cautious, subconsciously avoided him again and again.

But seeing that these red lights were still harmless, Old K was really mad.

What's really wrong with me?

Are you as scared as a monkey by a laser pointer?

This is too humiliating.

He clenched his fist and rushed towards Mark: "Death!"

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan raised his left hand, and a ray of light flashed away.

"die--"
Chapter completed!