C332 Sonic Attack to the West

When he brushed shoulders with Fan Xing, Fan Xian felt his arm suddenly stop. By the time he reacted, his wrist was already in Fan Xing's hand.

Fan Ming felt his scalp tingle, and his hair stood on end! His first reaction was to slap away Fan Xing's hand.

"What the f * ck are you doing!" Fan Hian Ming shouted.

Fan Xing looked at Fan Xian Ming