223 Real or Fake Man in White?

Average?

After he thought about it, Su Hao bitterly smiled.

This so-called ‘average’ in the textbook, it must had been based on the standard of a specialized variant esper. As for Su Hao, he might have been able to flee for his life before Cha Lu, but with the emergence of an origin ability weapon, everything changed!

“Hehe, this time, let me accompany you to have fun,” Cha Lu evilly grinned. “When you’re dead, I will use your sister to pay homage to my brother. He loved to play with little girls. As for this daddy of yours, I guess I will reluctantly settle for your mother. A married woman who has not yet reached forty, I can enjoy her for quite some time.”

“Really?” Surprisingly, Su Hao didn’t feel angry, with just a hint of chill in his voice. “A dead man won’t have the chance!”

“Hehe, such a sharp tongue!” Cha Lu sneered. He immediately rushed forward with the dazzlingly bright flaming sword.

“Hong!”