Chapter 377 Supreme Expert_1

"Roar!"

At that moment, the man suddenly let out a thunderous roar, charging toward Qingfeng like a wild bull, with heavy thuds.

"Auntie An, I suggest you step back, be careful not to get your face washed with blood."

After dropping such a remark, Qingfeng didn't back away but advanced instead, looking as though he was heading for a head-on collision with the man.

In a blink of an eye, the distance between them was less than two meters. The man's punch, hammerlike, aimed straight for Qingfeng's face.

If that punch connected, even the world's best plastic surgeon wouldn't be able to save Qingfeng's handsome face.

However, Qingfeng neither dodged nor evaded, but actually flashed another grin at the last moment.

Suddenly, a long, thin stick sprung out from his sleeve, with a small clamp at the end, which immediately grabbed the man's throat.

A snapping sound echoed.

The man's fist stopped just three centimeters from Qingfeng's nose, unable to advance any further.