"I really want to kill you." The masked man gritted his teeth as he said.
Vengeful energy surged out; his killing intent was at its maximum.
Rage Points +999.
He had reached the peak rage point value.
Lin Fan stretched out his neck, tapping the veins on it and said, "Come, kill me, one blade here and with a slice, wow... Feels good."
He provoked him in an unrestrained manner.
The masked male had never faced such a person who dared to provoke him in his face and lived to see another day.
This was the first person.
Feng Poliu wanted to die. Dear Young Master Lin weren't you fighting well, why did you stop and start having a war of words with him.
Lin Fan wasn't interested in fighting.
If he didn't bully the person, he felt totally uninterested.
Fights just caused injuries to himself, what was the reason for that.
