“I’ll send you to hell for free. It’s free.”
Just as the two old ruffians witnessed Yun Jian’s knife skills that did not deviate by a single millimeter, Yun Jian’s faint words came from behind them.
That cold tone that did not contain the slightest hint of a joke was like the grim reaper who held a scythe in his hand in hell. It was as if a soul-stirring sound came from the Yama Palace.
The two old ruffians widened their eyes and their frightened bodies trembled violently.
“Who, who are you? Even the female university student who fell behind just now did not have such powerful skills like yours. Are you really a female university student! ?”
The short old ruffian slowly turned around. He did not have the time to reach out to cover his exposed skin. Instead, he exposed his hairy chest in front of everyone and opened his mouth to speak in a daze.
