As Zhang She involuntarily fell backward, Ling Mo grabbed him by the collar again and landed another punch on his face, followed by another punch...
For the next minute, Ling Mo silently repeated this action. As Zhang She's face gradually became unrecognizable, the originally angry expressions on Yu Wenxuan and the others' faces slowly quieted down. They couldn't help but watch with twitching eyes.
Fang Zhou turned pale... It was Zhang She getting beaten now, and he might be next... The scariest part was that throughout the whole process, Ling Mo's expression never changed. There was no anger on his face, only calmness. In fact... there was even a vague smile at the corner of his mouth.
This guy, he's smiling while beating someone to death!
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound of breaking bones from Zhang She's nose, he couldn't help but let out a howl of pain.
