Lin Tian clenched the hoodlum's head, lifted him entirely, and took step by step downstairs, his gaze cutting through the crowd in the living room like icy knives.
"Ah..." Bald was driven to the brink of mental collapse by the sudden threat of death, and the drug powder he had just inhaled took effect. He yanked out a dagger from his waist and, screaming, charged at Lin Tian.
Just as he reached Lin Tian, Bald stabbed violently towards Lin Tian's throat, his movements ruthless, his eyes filled with insanity.
"Hmph!"
Lin Tian snorted coldly and casually reached out to easily pinch the blade of the dagger. No matter how hard Bald struggled to twist the dagger, he couldn't move it at all.
"Why... why is there nothing wrong with his hand?" The remaining hoodlums watched in shock as Lin Tian's hand remained unscathed, catching the blade with a bare hand, completely without injury!
