C21 Incineration

A cold light flashed. Before Li Xiaofei could understand what the move was, he felt a pain on his arm. With a "ya" sound, Li Xiaofei fell to the ground. His left arm was cut, and blood seeped through his clothes.

"Hur hur." Li Xiaofei rolled on the ground and stood up, hiding behind a chair. The man looked at Li Xiaofei swaying behind the chair, smiled slightly