"The second one!"
As his voice faded, Lin Mu vanished once more. The next moment, he reappeared in front of another Martial Artist and unleashed another palm strike. The man had no time to react before he was reduced to a pulp of flesh.
If killing Fu San was luck, what about this time?
Panic swept through the crowd. Some began to slowly back away, preparing to flee.
"Don't be hasty. None of you are getting away!"
A cold smile touched Lin Mu's lips. With a grasping motion of his hands, two men from the crowd were seized by an invisible force and smashed violently into each other.
THUD!
With a sickening, dull sound, both of them exploded. Having killed two more in quick succession, Lin Mu had no intention of holding back. He began walking toward the man who had humiliated Qin Luoli.
He's going to kill again?
"Stop, you villain!" Qiu Yi bellowed, his eyes glacial as he stared at Lin Mu. "Such murderous intent. Do you truly believe no one here can stop you?"
