The charge of Sha Duanfeng and the other security guards was indeed fast as wind, and swept like fire.
But to Ning Fan, it was really too slow.
"Come on, be serious, at this level, you can just side-step a shoulder and dodge it."
Ning Fan crossed his arms, a bored expression even appeared on his face.
"Swish!"
Another security guard gritted his teeth and glared, launching a full-force punch.
"Smack!"
Ning Fan lazily waved his hand as if swatting a mosquito, completely neutralizing the force of the punch.
"You..."
The guard's face turned red, clearly feeling greatly insulted.
"Feeling defeated? Then go take a rest on the sidelines!"
Ning Fan kicked decisively, aiming straight at the guard's chest.
The attack was extremely simple but strikingly fierce, making it hard to defend.
"Puff..."
The red-faced guard spat blood, flew over ten meters, and lay on the ground unconscious.
An unembellished strike, yet its power was astonishing!
