Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Shiyi opened his palm.

A crimson flame rose up.

With a flick of his finger, a spark fell on the guy who stopped others from speaking just now, and seemed to be honest but actually treacherous in his heart.

There was no wailing or struggle at all.

It was reduced to ashes in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still some charred fly ash on the ground, it would have disappeared out of thin air.

"Okay, you can talk about it."

Good guys, this is talking at all speeds

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