"Ah."
Just at that critical moment, a shrill scream erupted from the midst of the crowd.
"Ah......"
Subsequently, all the onlooking crowds involuntarily followed suit with screams of their own.
Li Jing's finger was on the trigger but didn't press it; her body went rigid, and she was completely dumbfounded.
A faint, indifferent smile played on Su Fan's lips.
Because the "corpse" that had been lying on the ground suddenly leapt up, deftly avoiding Su Fan's blow with a roll.
Of course, that strike from Su Fan was merely a feint—if he had truly meant it, how could the other party possibly have dodged?
"My head, my head, there's nothing wrong, thank goodness, thank goodness."
The man sat on the ground, clutching his head, checking it over, and when he was certain there was nothing wrong, he let out a long sigh of relief, and at the next moment, it seemed as if he remembered something.
