"Master..." Rossi was especially sensitive to Lin Tian's icy and sinister aura, trembling like one facing the supreme might of a dragon; he dropped to one knee and lowered his head to the ground.
Human supernatural sensory abilities are poor, but even so, the gangsters still felt the sudden drop of icy aura. All of them uncontrollably shivered, and their hands holding knives began to tremble.
They looked at Lin Tian and the body lying on the ground; the dull handle of the knife had actually pierced through the body. If it were stabbed into their own, the thought of that tearing sensation alone was enough to bring on a mental collapse.
Faced with the threat of life and death, the crazed could stand up to resist, the cowardly could only wait for death to come, or flee in a blind panic.
"Clang clang..." Two sounds rang out as two of the gangsters could no longer bear the pressure of the aura and threw down their weapons, running towards the door.
