After withdrawing the hand, a guy stumbled to his knees on the ground, holding one hand with the other. His index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his right hand were bent at a ninety-degree angle—bent backward!
The middle-aged woman who had fallen to the ground and the man who was blaming himself both turned pale!
At this moment, a short and stout guy squeezed out of the crowd, shouted something angrily at Chen Yan, and immediately tried to grab Chen Yan's collar.
Chen Yan squinted at the person; before he could get closer, Chen Yan lifted a foot and kicked him in the chest.
He didn't use much force, just kicked the man back two steps, and Chen Yan immediately turned and ran!
He ran quickly, pushing away the crowd of onlookers, and then dived into an alley.
