The Fire is Just Right

When he saw the sloppy Song Jinmin, the middle-aged man's face revealed a solemn expression.

He sensed a dangerous aura from Song Jinmin.

It was like a dangerous tiger that could bare its fangs at him at any moment.

"You're on the same side."

"You don't need to know these things."

Song Jinmin walked towards the middle-aged man step by step.

The latter also assumed a defensive stance, initiating the attack.

The middle-aged man's expression was extremely serious, completely different from when he was facing Lin Yi.

With a forceful push from his feet creating immense force, he gained formidable strength, rushing to the side of Song Jinmin with imperceptible speed.

The latter casually extended a hand, grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, effortlessly nullifying him, then twisted in the opposite direction. The sound of bones cracking echoed as his right arm was completely crippled!

"AH!"