"This is you seeking your own death," Mo Huasong sneered, pushing his hands forward.
Faced with such petty figures, Mo Huasong did not want to resort to the Yin Yang Kill.
Although Mo Huasong couldn't kill these men, they inevitably had to pay for their crimes.
There were only the sounds of agonizing screams as the men were all thrown to the ground, their plight as miserable as could be imagined.
The men were frightened because with just one move, Mo Huasong had them sprawled on the ground. They had never seen such a formidable figure before.
They didn't dare to linger here any longer. Just as they scrambled to their feet thinking of escaping, Mo Huasong made another move.
With several "smack smack smack" sounds, the men were forced to kneel. They had no choice but to kneel because their legs were already broken.
"Ah, our legs are broken!" the men screamed in terror.
Mo Huasong looked at them coldly and asked, "Were you trying to kill me?"
