"Chief Li, you just said you haven't found a way to use intelligence to defeat the Poison Sub-human genius, so do you understand his divine skills?" Wu Hen asked.
Honestly, Wu Hen had once been a hot-blooded youth on the streets.
It wasn't about upholding justice or maintaining the spirit of a chivalrous warrior.
But rather, he had just advanced to a Third Rank Physique, and his blood was truly boiling, as if he couldn't cool down without experiencing several intense battles.
"The opponent doesn't have much in the way of divine skills, just pure brute force," Chief Li bluntly said.
In Chief Li's view, dealing with a Poison Sub-human was about achieving the greatest victory with the smallest sacrifice.
Wu Hen stroked his chin.
He seemed to understand the implications of Chief Li's words.
This Poison Sub-human could indeed be killed.
