Almost at the same time, Song Jue flew up in the air. He rushed out over twenty meters ahead in an instant, and then he reached out one hand from his sleeve. He grabbed on the head of the leader and shouted, "Down you go!"
- Crack! -
The big head of that man was smashed in Song Jue’s hand!
It looked like a broken watermelon at the moment!
Song Jue looked at his own hand, speechless.
He looked at the flesh and blood on the ground and couldn’t say a word.
When he saw Bing-Er and Ye Xiao, who were about to throw up, he shrugged and laughed. "Careless! I was careless! I pushed it too hard. Look what I did… My bad…"
Ye Xiao was speechless.
He really didn’t know what to say to him! [Old bastard, putting on a heroical show for so long and then turning the entire place into a slaughter house full of flesh and blood. Who said the older one is always the wise one? That is so not right!]
"Orhhh…" Bing-Er wanted to throw up.