Chu Hao lunged forward, his speed incredible, and grabbed Jiang Yuming by the throat in an instant.
Jiang Yuming's expression changed dramatically; he hadn't expected Chu Hao to be so fast. The seven to eight-meter distance was crossed in the blink of an eye.
How could he know that Chu Hao moved at twenty meters per second? Though not as exaggerated as Superman, in the eyes of ordinary people, there was little difference.
Chu Hao said coldly, "I, the Taoist Master, can't even be bothered to kill vermin like you. And you dare to act so presumptuously before me?"
"Ding... Host has successfully shown off, gaining 500 show-off points."
Jiang Yuming struggled painfully, his neck gripped. Chu Hao's hand was too strong; he was nearly choking.
Many onlookers were stunned. Chu Hao was simply terrifying. Among them was Liu Qingyan, who, instead of fleeing with the crowd, watched Chu Hao with excitement.
