He violently kicked out, sending the carpet that had been covering his face flying open. Good heavens, the corpse had no head, it was someone whose skull he had previously crushed.
"Wham!"
At the same time, there was a noise from above his head.
"Ambush me?"
Silver Hand instinctively looked up, didn't dodge, just a glass man after all, how could an ambush hurt him? He thought about turning the tables.
But to his surprise, a basin of liquid came pouring down on his face. As for Gao Xin, he was still standing behind the second-floor railing. So much for turning the tables.
"Hiss..." Silver Hand frowned as he smelled it.
Was that... kerosene?
"Swoosh!," a sophisticated lighter ignited and was thrown from Gao Xin's hands.
Silver Hand gave a snort, watching the flying lighter. With an easy sidestep and a small jump, he dodged it!
Whoosh, the lighter ignited the kerosene on the ground but didn't burn Silver Hand.
"Ah?" The people in the hall were surprised.
