"Kill me?" Ye Qiu shrugged his shoulders and a rare shallow smile appeared on his face.
Facing over a hundred people rushing towards him, Ye Qiu remained as unmoved as if Mount Tai were pressing down on him, leaving a deep impression with his silhouette to Ma Tao.
"Kid, you're definitely dead!"
The first to charge over was a big man, about six feet tall, his body rippling with muscles, resembling a humanoid tyrannosaur. It was unknown where Li Hao had found this guy, but when he reached Ye Qiu, his face was all ferocity, planning to throw a heavy punch.
The punch was harshly cold, and the mere force of it hinted at the immense power contained within—enough to maim or kill anyone it struck.
The others behind him were slightly slower, a few meters away from the first big man, forming an oppressive, dark momentum that was truly frightening.
