Bang...
With a loud bang, the immense pressure inside the giant tire burst out, instantly blasting the man who punctured the tire several meters away, and his clothes were immediately torn into countless pieces.
"Big brother..." Several subordinates rushed over.
Hahaha...
On Feng Zhixiao's side, everyone began to laugh aloud, almost laughing to tears. Feng Zhixiao clutched his stomach and said, "Kid, you say you're a thug, but for heaven's sake, learn some culture, will you? These days, being a thug without culture won't do!"
"Haha, hooligans aren't scary; what's scary is a hooligan without culture!" Everyone laughed together.
The tire was filled with high-pressure nitrogen gas, and with one cut, it's a miracle it didn't kill him. Luckily that guy's body was quite strong; otherwise, this blast of high-pressure gas could've split him open.
