"Spare my life?" Lin Mo sneered with a cold smile, "If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't even have a chance to escape."
"Ha ha ha..." Luo Jiapeng laughed furiously, his face full of pride, "What an ignorant calf who isn't afraid of tigers, arrogant brat, what right do you have to kill me?"
Luo Yuanjun and the burly man burst into even louder laughter upon hearing this!
Then Luo Yuanjun, pointing at Lin Mo with amusement, said,
"Kid, that has to be the most ignorant thing I've ever heard, really!"
"If Uncle Peng wants to kill you, you wouldn't even have a chance to escape. In front of Uncle Peng, you are just like an ant, which we can crush at any moment."
"Be smart and hand over the Dragon Fixing Yin Yang Plate right now, or else..."
Bang!
The next second, unexpectedly, Lin Mo just lightly lifted his foot and swept it effortlessly.
Immediately, Luo Yuanjun was sent flying backward, crashing onto the flagstones by the roadside.