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Liao Kun punched towards Lin Fei's head.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

With Liao Kun's punch, the air around Liao Kun's fist began to howl like a raging wind.

So powerful. So powerful.

This was what everyone felt the most intuitively.

In the same second, they were all mourning for Lin Fei in their hearts. If Lin Fei were to be struck by this punch, at least his head would bleed and he would be sent flying backwards.

If Lin Fei was unlucky, this punch might have directly taken his life.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Fei stretched out two fingers of his right hand.

What did Lin Fei want to do by stretching out two fingers?

For a moment, the question filled everyone's mind.

He saw Lin Fei's two fingers pinching towards Liao Kun's fist.

Upon seeing this sight, everyone thought that Lin Fei had gone insane.

You, Lin Fei, want to block Liao Kun's unstoppable punch with just two fingers?

Was this like an ant trying to stop a bullet?

How was this possible?

"What do you think Lin Fei's fingers will do?" Someone suddenly asked.

Following that, many speechless voices rang out.

"Is there even a need to guess? "Lin Fei, that little farmer, will definitely have his fingers fractured."

"Maybe two of Lin Fei's fingers will break."

"Lin Fei, this little peasant's brain is really bad. Before this, he offended two people he should not have offended. Now, he's so retarded that he wants to use two of his fingers to block Liao Kun's unstoppable punch. "

"..."

"Brat, I will kill you with a single punch!" Liao Kun roared loudly.

He felt contempt for Lin Fei's actions. He punched out with all his might, yet Lin Fei only used two of his fingers to meet the incoming attack.

Insult, extreme insult.

If Lin Fei was a powerful character and he did what he did, Liao Kun still felt that it was reasonable.

However, when Liao Kun took a closer look at Lin Fei's body, he realized that Lin Fei was thin and fragile.

Therefore, he concluded that Lin Fei was a trash, and he was even more certain that he could blast Lin Fei to death with a single punch.

Liao Kun's fist got closer and closer to Lin Fei's forehead, but it was getting faster and faster.

When Liao Kun's fist collided with the two fingers that Lin Fei extended out, Liao Kun's cruel smile froze.

He lowered his head and saw that his fist had actually stopped after coming in contact with Lin Fei's two fingers. He did not advance a single inch.

Liao Kun looked as if he had seen a ghost.1

Around them, the customers who were watching the show had the same expression as if they had seen a ghost.

The people who knew Liao Kun were especially shocked.

The moment Liao Kun made his move, Zhang Bao and Zhang Gang thought that they could see the scene of Lin Fei being beaten to a pulp by Liao Kun.

But now, they realized that they were overthinking things.

The country bumpkin that they had offended was not a simple country bumpkin. The country bumpkin that they had offended was completely on par with a god.

He took seven or eight bottles of it and was completely unscathed.

Liao Kun's brutal punch was easily received with just two of his fingers.

Thinking of these two brutal events, Zhang Bao and Zhang Gang's legs couldn't help but tremble.

"Trash." Lin Fei exerted a little strength with two of his fingers, and Liao Kun's strong body, which weighed 180 jins, was pushed back 5 meters.

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