"Well, you can die now."
The voice of Ren Feifan was quite bland, as if he was saying something incredibly mundane, but those who heard it felt a sense of deadly silence.
Chilling to the bone.
It was an intriguing feeling.
Because a Huaxia man daringly threatened in such circumstances.
There are dozens of experts here! In the eyes of this young Huaxia, are they just decorations?
And he even planned to kill in front of them?
But when they looked at the Western psychic superpower holder, their faces changed.
At this moment, the extremely arrogant superpower holder's entire body seemed to be going weak, as if he could not even stand steady, drenched with sweat even before the golden needle fell.
He was terrified! Utterly terrified.
All because of the shimmering golden needle shot out from the hand of Ren Feifan!
Unfortunately, his fear came too late, as a golden needle penetrated his brow.
A red dot signifying death.
