"You... you... how are you so strong?" At the same time, Ma Zhou had already stood in front of Chu Mo, staring at him in disbelief.
Just now, he clearly blocked Chu Mo's palm, but the movement trajectory of Chu Mo's hand was so terrifying!
There was no way to discern how Chu Mo had changed his path.
Chu Mo casually glanced at Ma Zhou but didn't look at him again; instead, he turned his gaze to Ye Qianyi.
"Grandpa Ma Zhou, kill him!! Kill him!!!" Ye Qianyi shouted in extreme rage, like a shrew. Her voice was sharp and piercing.
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Chu Mo frowned and then, with a sudden cold gaze: "Really don't know how to spell death."
As the words fell, Chu Mo took another step forward.
"Kid!! I just don't believe you can..." Ma Zhou's expression changed upon seeing this scene, ready to utter some harsh words.
However, he encountered Chu Mo!
"Die!" Faced with Ma Zhou's roar, Chu Mo lightly uttered a single word.
