However, the figure in the corridor did not stop advancing, ignoring their threat.
"Motherfucker! Looking to die!" Having said that, the two underlings drew their cleavers and rushed to attack.
But as they charged into the darkness, they were instantly eradicated; they didn't even catch a glimpse of the mysterious person's true face.
As for those who tried to kill him, Lin Yifan was usually ruthless.
"Da-da! Da-da!"
The next second, emerging from the darkness, a blood-dripping large cleaver appeared under the dim light, exceptionally conspicuous.
A man with a cold expression, full of rage, walked straight to the end of the corridor, stopping before a room.
"Tsk tsk! Why cry? Don't you know a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold? You should thank me for bringing you excitement!" A contemptible voice came out; followed by the intense sound of slapping.
However, what accompanied it was not excited moans but painful screams.
