With Yellow Hair's loud shout, the surrounding four men all closed in on Qi Yuan.
Their faces revealed a fierce and malevolent look, rubbing their fists and palms in anticipation, their eyes filled with a hooligan's mocking expression.
At that moment, Qi Yuan swung his fist, his voice cold, "According to the heavenly laws, those who serve demons shall be executed without mercy!"
Yellow Hair burst into laughter, "What time do you think this is, still talking about heavenly laws!"
But then, the smile on his face froze.
What he saw was a pair of iron fists moving at a speed he couldn't react to, slamming straight into his chest.
With his gastric acid churning, stars burst in front of Yellow Hair's eyes, his eyes bulged with bloodshot, and he hunched over like a cooked lobster, with blood-red eyes protruding outwards.
The burly men beside him were stunned, their bodies paused, failing to react.