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The steel and aluminum alloy pipe wrench struck Uncle Work's head, producing a series of thudding sounds.
Uncle Work had not expected Lin Baici to be so ruthless, attacking him by surprise. His vision went dark as he was hit, bending over and bowing his head, his entire mind fogged. He wanted to fight back, but the subsequent violent barrage of strikes knocked him to the ground.
Lin Baici had used too much force, and even activated Divine Grace to boost his power, so with each clamp, Uncle Work's body twitched and convulsed like a frog's reflexive motions after being decapitated.
Blood mixed with bits of flesh sprayed all around, staining the walls that were already covered with fly droppings and dust, as if the corridor had become a slaughterhouse.
Lin Baici was wearing only a pair of Climbing Boots and boxer shorts, so the blood and flesh also splattered onto him, his face, dyeing him red.
"God Lin, what did he do to offend you?"
