Hunt

"Patrol!" The three middle-aged men each gave a fist salute as greeting. 

Liu Yunxin stared Chu Li down. "Go and kill that little girl!"

"Yes!" the three men responded. Their Divine Light Fists were pushed at Li Hanyan's direction.

Li Hanyan snorted in her sweet voice, and the chair she was sitting on moved the distance of a table away, evading the attack of the Divine Light Fist successfully. 

While they were pushing out their fists, Chu Li's left hand had given out a Petrifying Finger in silence. 

"Puff!" A soft noise was heard. 

A middle-aged man's movement became momentarily sluggish. 

Chu Li took one step and arrived in front of him. A sliver dash of light swung right across his neck, and his head fell to the ground.