Chapter 1637

"I’m just getting started," Xayne said calmly.

Hearing this, Orson exploded with rage. "You little punk! Are you looking for death? Get him!"

Instantly, a dozen bodyguards in black suits drew knives from their waists and charged at Xayne. However, in a blink, they were all down on the ground, clutching their chests and spewing blood.

Orson and his men could not see how Xayne had moved.

For the first time, fear gripped Orson. He stumbled back several steps, hiding behind the armed soldiers, his eyes filled with terror as he watched Xayne stride toward him. "Damn it! Open fire!" he shouted.

The soldiers pulled the bolts on their rifles, ready to shoot.

Xayne raised his hand, and dozens of needles shot out from his palm, piercing through the soldiers' right hands. Their arms went numb, and their guns clattered to the ground.

Orson was utterly panicked.

Xayne continued his approach, delivering a powerful kick to Orson's chest, sending him flying into a pillar. With a loud crash, O