At this moment, Ling Chen's eyes emitted a cold and gloomy light, as if all emotional fluctuations were erased, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness, like a bloodthirsty and brutal beast lurking in the darkness.
For some reason, gazing upon Ling Chen's bloodthirsty eyes, Huang He and the others felt an involuntary chill in their hearts. At their level, such emotions were rare. Yet, facing Ling Chen, this feeling was completely uncontrollable.
"Stop wasting time, let's go together and kill him," He Chen said coldly.
Instantly, Huang He wielding that large pair of scissors, took the lead, charging towards Ling Chen, the others followed closely, cornering Ling Chen against a wall, all kinds of weapons greeting his body.
Seeing the various weapons attacking, Ling Chen's face showed no emotional fluctuation, his expression cold and indifferent, like an unmelting iceberg, chilling and bone-piercing.
