The three Death Warriors fell to the ground almost simultaneously.
After dealing with these three Death Warriors, Ning Fan picked up one of their bodies with one hand and walked to the side of the road, casually throwing them to the side of the road.
After all this, Ning Fan returned to the car.
"Let's go." Ning Fan leaned casually on the passenger seat, looking very relaxed, completely devoid of any sense of urgency.
It was as if what had just happened wasn't done by Ning Fan.
Ning Fan had already gotten used to it. If it were his old habits, these three Death Warriors would probably be dead by now. He had become much more merciful, leaving these three Death Warriors alive.
Ouyang Feifei nodded, then drove the car forward.
