The street thug was laughing unbridled, full of arrogance.
His gaze turned to Zhou Can again, threatening viciously "Kid, wherever you came from, just die there. Pretending to be her fake boyfriend here, believe it or not, I can cripple you?"
While speaking, he deliberately flaunted his strong arm muscles.
This almost made Zhou Can laugh until his stomach hurt.
Which real martial artist would show off their muscles?
They observe the opponent's footsteps, body shape, eyes, and feel whether the opponent's aura is stable and strong.
Those who show off their muscles like this, nine out of ten are just puttering around.
In barehanded conditions, even an ordinary person, with moves like "monkey steals the peach" or a deadly low kick, can knock them to the ground.
"Scram!"
Zhou Can spat out just one word.
The weight and force was not inferior to the adversary.
"Seeking death!"
The thug was completely infuriated.
He threw a punch directly at Zhou Can's left face.
