Xiao Han let out a cold laugh, appearing extremely calm and decisively crisp.
Crack...
Suddenly, Xiao Han swung the metal chair in his hand toward the opponent, smashing it over. The opponent's fist was equally unforgiving, punching towards it. The metal chair was actually bent by the opponent's fist, stunning and rendering onlookers speechless with wide-eyes.
Hiss...
The people around were incredibly shocked and utterly astonished.
Xiao Han snorted coldly and said, "The fist is indeed formidable."
"Kid, scared?" Hei Tie sneered.
"I'm just worried about the office finances taking a hit," Xiao Han said dismissively: "If this stuff gets damaged later, you'll all have to compensate!"
"Beat me, and I'll pay for everything," Hei Tie laughed: "But if you lose, I'll burn this shop down today."
"Bring it on!" Xiao Han roared in fury upon hearing this, feeling truly angry for the first time.