Lin Yi's words made Zhaoming sweat. He even thought of chopping off his own hand. No matter what, losing an arm was better than losing his life.
"New Deacon, you seem to be very afraid. Aren't you just trying to use this pill fire bomb to kill me? How about we make a game? we'll just stand here and see who dies first?" Lin Yi said with a smile.
"W-what? He stood there and did not move! Are you a F * cking lunatic or an idiot?" Zhaoming's face was pale-if Lin Yi was just a strong enemy in his eyes before this, then this guy was a complete lunatic now!
Kang Zhaoming wanted to kill Lin Yi even in his dreams. The stronger Lin Yi was, the stronger his desire for revenge would be. But if the opponent was a madman who didn't care about his own life, then it was a different story. Who would want to fight a madman to the death!
However, no matter how hard Kang Zhaoming struggled, Lin Yi's hand remained there, not moving an inch.
