"What are you going to kill me with? Your mouth?" Lin Hao sneered.
Lin Hao still remembered very clearly how Lin Cheng had treated him on Duan Tian Mountain. At this moment, he was more than happy to rub salt in the wound.
Lin Cheng, who had just steadied himself, trembled with rage at these words.
"You little bastard! You piece of trash! If you have any balls, stop fucking dodging!" Lin Cheng's face twisted, driven mad with fury.
Lin Hao's expression turned cold, and killing intent surged in his eyes.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, a terrifying aura erupted from Lin Hao's body.
Lin Cheng's vision blurred. The next moment, a heavy blow struck his back once again.
This time, Lin Cheng hadn't even sensed Lin Hao's trajectory beforehand.
With no defense, there was naturally no resistance. A CRACK resounded as Lin Cheng was sent flying again, who knew how many of his bones had been broken.
