Thud——
Fang Xiaocao's fist landed squarely on Number One's face.
It produced a sound reminiscent of a giant bronze bell being struck.
Fang Xiaocao felt a burning pain in his fist, as if he had punched a solid iron slab.
Immediately, Fang Xiaocao's face showed an expression of realization.
How could he have forgotten?
The thing before him wasn't human at all.
It was a reinforced block of metal.
Using his fists to attack it was pure folly.
Thud——
Before Fang Xiaocao could pull back and distance himself from Number One,
he felt an intense pain in his abdomen.
Looking down, he saw the three alloy long needles from his alloy folding fan had already pierced his stomach.
Bright red blood trickled out through the grooves in the needles, cascading from his abdomen.
Fang Xiaocao knew his internal organs had been punctured.
If he didn't receive emergency treatment, he'd be as good as dead.
But would Number One give him the chance to get treated?
