Da Zhuang stood in place and didn't dare to step forward. Plop. A strong man with a severed hand holding a steel pipe fell directly in front of Da Zhuang, making him swallow his saliva.

This time, Lin Yi's speed was not fast, and it could even be described as slow, but every time he moved, he seemed to be able to perfectly grasp the space for those people to attack.

So much so that ten people, even Lin Yi's clothes

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