Feeling something strange at his waist, Lin Bei's body stiffened.
"This drug really packs a punch."
He stopped Zhao Liang and quickly inserted several silver needles into her body.
At that moment, Wu Junkai had already quietly got up, picked up an ashtray, and smashed it hard against the back of Lin Bei's head.
"Die!"
With hatred, Wu Junkai's strike was clearly intended to put Lin Bei to death.
But little did he know, Lin Bei had already detected him.
So just as he launched the attack, Lin Bei kicked him without even looking back.
Instantly, Wu Junkai was sent flying into the wall with the ashtray, then fell heavily to the ground.
"Puh!"
Blood rushed up and Wu Junkai spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.
Lin Bei walked over to him, crushed his ankle with a foot, and cursed softly, "Animal."
"Ah."
Wu Junkai's face twisted in pain as he howled miserably.
Lin Bei no longer paid him any attention and turned to walk towards Zhao Liang.
