Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

The tall man looked at Sheng An coldly, without any emotion in his eyes.

His speed was extremely fast. When Sheng An just stood firm, he came behind Sheng An, and stretched out his hand to grab Sheng An with his bare hands.

This time, Sheng An didn't dodge in time, and was hit by the man on his right hand. Sheng An stepped back a few steps. At the same time, his right hand went numb, and then there was a piercing pain. Sheng An was struggling to even lift it up.

She didn't know whether this person's punch had injured a muscle or a bone. Of course, Sheng An was more inclined to the former. After all, almost no one could punch someone's bone with bare hands, so it was almost impossible.

But when she thought about how easily this person tore open the car door with his bare hands just now without using any tools, she doubted this judgment again.

What's more, the pain caused Sheng An's eyes to turn black, which could not be achieved by simple muscle damage.

Sheng An's movements slowed down, and he hid awkwardly. Every time he was hit, Sheng An's movements would freeze for a moment.

In the end, Sheng An was almost unable to stand still, relying entirely on willpower to support herself, otherwise every burst of pain in her body would make her faint.

But the tall man who hit her was still able to handle it with ease, Sheng An even felt that he was just playing around, dealing with her with a playful attitude.

If this person is serious, Sheng An wonders if he will die at the very beginning.

That person didn't show mercy just because Sheng An was a woman, nor did he slow down because Sheng An was exhausted, or speed up to end this one-sided injury. His rhythm was the same from beginning to end, including breath, And the angle of the punch has not changed a bit.

However, Sheng An still has no way to avoid him, not only his strength is great, but more importantly, his speed is very fast.

In the world of kung fu, only fast is not broken.

Before Sheng An recovered from the last blow, the next blow fell on her.

Under the heavy blows again and again, Sheng An spat out a mouthful of blood, and then the fists still landed on Sheng An very rhythmically.

Sheng An couldn't avoid it no matter what, but she was still doing her best to avoid it.

The bald man looked at Sheng An's miserable state, raised his unbandaged hand, smoked the cigarette stuck on his fingertips, and said in a tone of sigh and pleasure, "I'm afraid Sheng An will be beaten to death by this big man."

Another person echoed, "Yes, Fan Qiuhong's people are just different."

The bald man glanced at the younger brother who was speaking, and there was no bad emotion in his eyes, but the younger brother was still so frightened that he quickly stopped talking.

The bald man moved his eyes away, and continued to focus on Sheng An.

Sheng An is wearing white clothes today, and now the white clothes are stained with blood, which looks like roses blooming on the clothes. Against her pale face, it is thrilling, but also has a different kind of surprise.

But no matter how many injuries she suffered, she never fell to the ground, at most she only took a few steps back.

But looking at Sheng An's gradually lax eyes, the bald man knew that Sheng An couldn't last long, he would come again three times at most, and he had to report to Hades immediately.

So he stopped the big man: "Stop beating, Fan Qiuhong said he wanted to see Sheng An before he died."

The big man's fist stopped one centimeter away from Sheng An's face, and because of its extremely fast speed, the wind it brought even disturbed Sheng An's piece of fabric.

This punch was different from the previous ones, he used [-]% more strength, as long as it landed on Sheng An, she would definitely die.