The Greatest Fighter No. 1
The Greatest Fighter No. 1
Chapter 137
Scar did not dare to act recklessly and prepared to deploy all his men after seeing how frightening Fane was.
"SOY!" his men rushed forward and surrounded Fane who was in the middle of the crowd as if impenetrable.
Fane is incredibly fast. Although many people were at once attacking towards him, none of them were able to get close to him. One by one they rushed forward but all of them could be slashed by the knife in Fane's hand.
"No. it's impossible!"
Less than two minutes later, the entire place was filled with corpses and the rancid smell of blood filled the room.
Standing on the sidelines, Ned and a few of his followers were initially still able to smile at the show before them. In their eyes, Fane looked overwhelmed with near death serving attack after attack that came relentlessly and in the end he would die from being ganged up by so many people.
The smiles on their faces slowly faded away. Now there are only faces full of fear.
Some of them only saw the reflection of the blade before they died and their heads were off of his body.
Fane was still standing. Even after killing so many people, not a single drop of blood stuck to his white shirt.
Ned also just realized that Fane only wears a pair of flip-flops when paralyzing all his opponents but he can still move very quickly. How'd he do that?
"Young man, you must have used up all your energy! Your hands must be tired from killing so many people, huh?"
Nowisthetime!
Scar finally moved. He raised the knife in his hand, took one step forward and jumped high into the air. He held the knife with both hands and intended to split Fane, who was right below him..
Hungry tiger pouncing on prey?
Fane smiled coldly as he looked at his opponent's frightening manner. He suddenly made one move just as Scar's blade was about to touch his skin.
"How...how is it possible?"
This time, Fane was much faster than before. Scar's scarred eyes blurred, the figure below him suddenly disappeared, and his knife missed the target!
A few days ago, he managed to kill a man using the same style.
Scar was in a daze for a moment. He felt something was wrong. Scar felt a cold wind blowing from his back, and a long blade pierced through his body from behind.
"I'm..." Scar's eyes were wide open. He then fell to his knees on the floor and collapsed after he saw his chest pierced by a knife.
"Sister scar......!"
"Yes God! Brother Scar is very strong and..."
"Impossible! Brother Scar actually died this way!?"
These remaining people initially felt a little relieved when they saw Scar's action. They believed that if Scar had acted, the young man would have died.
What they didn't expect was, Brother Scar, Boss Harvey's right-hand man, to be killed this way.
"Quick! Run!"
Ned realized that he only had about a dozen people left now and they were definitely no match for Fane, then he prepared to escape.
"Just like you want to run away?"
Fane smiled coldly and saw a knife lying under his feet. He kicked the knife, which flew flat, and pierced through one of Ned's legs from behind.
"Let'soooo!" Ned screamed a voice that sounded so terrible, feeling an unbearable pain that he knelt down on one leg.
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