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"Inhale."
Watching the powder floating in mid-air, all the bosses sharply inhaled, because they had just seen the bullet speeding toward Ye Xiaofei.
Yet Ye Xiaofei wasn't hurt at all; instead, he had caught the bullet in his palm?
The bosses at the scene asked themselves, none of them had the speed to outpace a bullet, but Ye Xiaofei was faster than a bullet—his power could only be described as terrifying.
They had once entertained the idea of challenging Ye Xiaofei's authority, but now they had been forcibly subdued; they didn't dare face a monster, for this Ye Xiaofei was not human, he was a monster, a god.
"How did you do that?"
Leader Xiong now realized how unwise it was to trouble Ye Xiaofei, whose strength was shockingly formidable.
"In all of martial arts, speed is unparalleled."
Ye Xiaofei scattered all the bullet powder into the air, and his chilling words lightly entered everyone's ears.
"You, you're a god."
