Facing Su Chen's brilliant yet bizarre smile, which chilled the heart, the middle-aged man finally took a deep look at Su Chen in slight surprise and said, "What? Do you think you can kill me in retaliation?"
As he spoke, the middle-aged man's hand, clad in a special metal glove, moved again.
An extremely strange, efficient palm technique, swirling like Moving Shadows and Swapping Images, Moving Stars and Changing Fights, came towards Su Chen's head and neck.
But in that second, the middle-aged man's expression changed, and a clear look of disbelief and shock appeared on his face.
"You've found out!" At the same moment, Su Chen spoke and, with his body shifting to one side like a specter, casually dodged the attack; his speed was not fast, but he won with rhythm.
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man forcefully withdrew his palm and stumbled back three or four steps, his eyes fixed on Su Chen, "What poison?!!!"
Yes!
Poison.