"No!!!"
Bear Ji's complexion turned pale as he yelled in despair.
He only saw his younger brother clashing his palm knife against Taige's fist.
The former's hand seemed made of papier-mâché, instantly bending in eighteen segments, turning into a bloody twist.
Bear Ji felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He knew Taige was stronger than his brother, but he didn't anticipate the gap to be this vast.
Against Taige, his brother didn't stand a chance!
"Ah!"
A delayed scream emanated from Bear Xiong.
The bear-headed man fell backward to the ground, writhing in pain and rolling around.
"Hand, my, my hand...!"
The excessive pain distorted Bear Xiong's voice.
Taige, on the other hand, acted as if nothing of consequence had occurred, scratching his head, "So fragile. Just like the boss said, he's trash."
Grinding his teeth, Bear Ji arranged for his team to carry Bear Xiong away, angrily questioning, "Why did you hit him so hard? What did you mean by that?"
