"Ah! Devil, you're a Devil."
With one leg crushed, Zhao Lin immediately let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, his eyes filled with utter terror. Devil, devil, Lu Tianxing was a complete devil. If he had another chance, he would rather die than kidnap Bai Zhiqing, rather die than make an enemy of Lu Tianxing.
"Devil, that's right, I am a Devil."
Lu Tianxing looked at Zhao Lin and said softly, "Do you know? The people I hate most in this life are those who lay their hands on the people around me. Anyone who dares to touch them, I will make them beg for life but unable to live, beg for death but unable to die."
Looking at Lu Tianxing's cold eyes, Zhao Lin was truly scared. He hadn't expected Lu Tianxing to be so strong, so ruthless. Facing Lu Tianxing's eyes, he couldn't feel any vitality, like the gaze of the Grim Reaper himself.
