"Chink pig?"
These three words are a disgrace to Huaxia.
And today, this man dares to call Lin Hao a "Chink pig" here...
"Slap!"
A flash of murderous intent in Lin Hao's eyes, and suddenly he disappears from in front of Poison Rose.
Then a slap is heard, and the crowd realizes that Lin Hao, who had vanished, now stands in front of the big man. With a single slap, the big man's head is sent flying off his neck!
With one slap, the burly foreigner's head is sent soaring, while his body remains standing motionless, blood spurting out like fireworks from the headless neck.
For a moment, the bustling street falls silent.
As if time had stopped, everyone stares dumbfounded at the scene before them, forgetting everything.
A slap to send a head flying, yet the body stands still.
How immense must the strength be? How precise the control?
This Eastern youth, under twenty, exhibits such terrifying power!
"Who else?"
