Duan Ling Tian’s Turn

Bang!

There was no doubt Hou Lin was injured by Guo Li's palm as he fell down brutally to the ground along with his staff and rolled a few times before finally coming to a halt. He was in a sorry state.

Earlier, he was still one of the prestigious Thirteen Gangsters. Now, he was just a loser who had lost to a woman.

Guo Li cracked the long, black whip in her hands before it straightened again. Then she pointed it at Hou Lin and calmly said, "You lost."

Creak!

Before Hou Lin and the onlookers could react, the door of cottage No.12 swung open, and someone walked out.

It was a young man with a similar build as Duan Ling Tian. He was around 1.80 meters tall. Compared to Hou Lin, he looked thinner… However, his eyes inadvertently revealed his coldness.

With just one glance, one would be able to tell he was not a nice person.