บท 417: True Man

The man had already approached Brother Shan and grabbed his hand. His eyes were filled with killing intent as he said coldly, "If you don't want your dog claws, I'll fulfill your wish!"

Brother Shan was about to curse when the leather-robed man pursed his lips and exerted a little strength with his right hand. With a crack, Brother Shan's wrist was easily broken.

Brother Shan's pig-like screams rang out in the bar!

The leather-robed man used more strength. Brother Shan was already crying from the pain. When he looked at his hand, it was only connected to his arm with a layer of skin.

The lackeys beside Brother Shan were so shocked that they could not speak. They had thought that they had an absolute strong lineup, but they did not expect the man in front of them to be so fierce. Everyone who heard the crisp sound earlier knew that Brother Shan's right hand was considered crippled.