Si Fan pinched her fair wrist, a lazy smile tugging at her lips, "I've seen people courting death, but this is the first time I've seen someone so eager to die."
The man in black was stunned, realizing he was being belittled, he gritted his teeth, "Who's courting death is still uncertain, enough with the dithering, if you have the guts, come at me!"
Si Fan immediately took a step like an arrow, rushing to the man in black.
Bang!
A punch slammed into the man in black's chest.
Smooth and decisive!
The man in black didn't expect Si Fan's move to be so quick, with a single punch, it hit his chest hard.
Though he reacted swiftly, retreating, he still felt a dull pain in his chest, a metallic taste in his throat, tasting rust.
He steadied himself, his shocked gaze fell on Si Fan.
But Si Fan didn't seem to give him a chance to react, striking once more.
This time, however, the man in black was prepared, sidestepping to avoid Si Fan's attack.
