In Su Li's pupils, purple light flickered, and in everyone's eyes, there suddenly arose a feeling of their souls being imprisoned. They had no idea what they were supposed to do, their minds went blank.
Su Li shouted: "Kneel!"
"Bang, bang, bang," the wooden sticks in their hands fell to the ground.
One by one, the thugs unconsciously knelt on the ground, looking at Su Li with vacant eyes.
Xu Haohao and Zhao Tian were scared out of their wits on the spot!
What, what's going on?
Zhao Tian, furious, rushed forward and slapped a man hard, cursing, "I'm your boss, you listen to them instead of me? Wake up!"
The thugs, eyes vacant, remained obediently kneeling. They weren't concerned at all about Zhao Tian's slap.
Su Li's purple eyes shone with captivating charm. She gave them another sweeping glance and commanded harshly: "Hit him for me!"
Su Li's spring onion-like finger abruptly pointed at Zhao Tian.
Zhao Tian's hair stood on end, feeling an inexplicable strangeness.
