Tan Cong was knocked flying once again. Although his heart was filled with anger, he also sensed something was off.
Lu Lin was just a scavenger, and his ability shouldn't even reach the Gang Member Level. How could he beat him so easily, like disciplining a son?
Could it be that this is a genius from another world, deliberately disguised as a scavenger, here to toy with him?
The more he thought about it, the more Tan Cong found his analysis incredibly plausible.
Lu Lin, this guy, is a genius pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, specifically looking for a sense of existence from ordinary students like him.
"Stop, don't hit anymore."
Tan Cong said.
But it was already too late, Lu Lin's punch landed on his face once again.
Tan Cong felt like his teeth were about to be knocked out by Lu Lin.
As a person who believes in returning favors, Lu Lin always remembered the principle that if someone hits you, you must hit back.
