Chapter 219: Uncle, stop joking around
"You, you bastard! Son of a bitch! If you've got the guts, kill me, don't play any tricks on me, fuck you..."!
Before he could finish his words, the icy countenance of Lin Zifeng became stern once more.
With a sweep of his hand, he neutralized any resistance from the man with the ease of a magnet attracting metal.
"Crack!"
"Ahh! Son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you! Brothers, kill this bastard!"
The man screamed, his teeth bared white in pain, his face starting to twitch, sweat the size of soybeans breaking out on his forehead, veins bulging.
Lin Zifeng had brutally dislocated the man's entire right shoulder.
This inhumanly agonizing pain gave the man an urge to die. But despite his cries, a single intimidating look from Lin Zifeng was enough to keep anyone from daring to move closer.
"Crack!"
Another bone-chilling snap, and Lin Zifeng reattached the arm he had dislocated.
"Crack!"
Yet another heart-stopping crackle.
