Under everyone's gaze, Ning Fan's figure suddenly flickered, appearing in front of a Patron in an instant.
His right hand shot out like lightning. The Patron didn't even have the chance to react before his neck was firmly grasped.
"Your attacks are too weak, is this all the ability the Hong Family's Patrons have?"
The cold voice entered the ears of the Patron, like the whisper of a devil from hell, making him shiver uncontrollably.
He struggled with all his might, bursting out with power, but he still couldn't break free from Ning Fan's grip.
That hand was like a pair of iron pincers, clamping him down tightly with no chance of escape.
"If this is all you've got, then you might as well stand down."
Ning Fan casually tossed him aside, and the Patron, like a kite with its string cut, was flung far away, crashing heavily into the corner of a wall.
Bang!
The wall collapsed in an instant, countless bricks and tiles falling down, burying the Patron underneath.