Beauty's Supreme Expert

Jin Dabiao, who had already stood up from the sofa after seeing Evildoer Lin Fann sue first, cursed, "The person who injured me is still spouting nonsense …"    

    

"Jin Dabiao, shut up. If you say anything else, I'll chop you into pieces."    

    

Glaring coldly at Jin Dabiao, Shee San turned around and looked at Lin Fann. "Sometimes a dog doesn't know the rules and barks, don't take offense to it."    

    

"Of course I won't be offended by this. I'll be like the master of any dog."    

    

Sensing that Shee San's palm had started to increase in strength, Lin Fann smiled and said, "You're right, Shee San?"    

    

"Hmph, sharp-tongued."    

    

Increasing the power in his hands, Shee San looked at Lin Fann gloomily: "However, this is Qing Hall's territory, what are you going to do if you cause trouble?"    

    

Heh, so he wanted to use his strength to show off his strength.    

    

Lin Fann snorted in disdain as he felt the increasing strength in Shee San's palm, but there was no trace of discomfort on his face.    

    

"Shee San, according to your meaning, this is Qing Hall's territory, so you can do whatever you want?"    

    

Lin Fann laughed coldly.    

    

Pretend, pretend for me.    

    

Looking at the smile on Lin Fann's face, Shee San sneered in his heart.    

    

What he was training in was the Dragon Claw Hand. Its power was not something that an ordinary practitioner could withstand.    

    

If Shee San wanted to compare Da Mao to Er Mao, he could cripple two people by the side of the dragon claw.    

    

This was the difference in strength. This was the difference in strength.    

    

Lin Fann could defeat Da Mao and Er Mao, but so what?    

    

They were only slightly stronger than them, so they were one hundred percent sure about this little bit of a snake.    

    

No matter how powerful one was at such an age, they wouldn't be that powerful.    

    

However, as he continued to increase his strength, Lin Fann still did not show any signs of pain.    

    

What was going on? He had already used seventy percent of his power.    

    

"Actually, I think you can use your full strength."    

    

Looking at the puzzled Shee San, Lin Fann laughed, "If not, you would be the one in pain later."    

    

"Hmph, Lin Fann, don't be too proud."    

    

Since Lin Fann said so, there was no need for Shee San to continue hiding.    

    

He used all of his strength and held Lin Fann's hand tightly: "If you want to be crushed by me, I'll grant you that wish."    

    

"No, no, no, Shee San, you stole my line."    

    

Sensing Shee San's full strength, Lin Fann sneered and said, "I should be the one who said that. If you want to be crushed by me, I will help you."    

    

The moment he said that, Lin Fann clenched his hand tightly.    

    

Shee San, who was waiting for Lin Fann's scream a moment ago, suddenly felt as if his palm was being clamped by an iron pincer.    

    

He couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.    

    

My God, how is this possible?    

    

Sensing Lin Fann's strength, Shee San finally panicked.    

    

His dragon claw hands had lost its effect. Under Lin Fann's hands, he was unable to exert any force at all.    

    

What made Shee San even more shocked was that the power was still increasing.    

    

"Shee San, why did your face turn white?"    

    

Lin Fann looked curiously at Shee San and asked, "It's just holding hands, is there a need to be so grand?"    

    

Honest, my ass, you honorable.    

    

Looking at Lin Fann's pretentious attitude, Shee San's face became even gloomier.    

    

He wanted to pull back his hand, but he couldn't under Lin Fann's strength. If he begged for mercy, it would be too embarrassing.    

    

However, just as this thought appeared in his mind, the sound of bones breaking was heard.    

    

Ka-cha.    

    

Accompanied by a miserable scream.    

    

Ah …