With a snap, the man's hand fell directly into the figure's hand.

"Did you hurt Fatty Huang?" Lin Zhiming asked.

"What?" The other party was stunned for a moment.

"It seems not." Lin Zhiming sighed and punched the opponent in the throat.

The opponent's body flew backwards and hit the wall hard. Then his head tilted and he lost his life.

This scene calmed all the other robbers.

The strength of the Holy King is indeed too terrifying and cannot be matched by them at all.

"You guys, give me a chance and tell me who...slit my friend's neck." Lin Zhiming said.

After Lin Zhiming asked this question, several robbers looked at Li Han at the same time.

Li Han was startled. He looked at Lin Zhiming and found that Lin Zhiming had indeed followed everyone's gaze and looked at him.

"This...that..." Li Han wanted to explain to himself, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Don't talk yet, wait until I kill them all." Lin Zhiming raised his fingers in front of his mouth, making a silent gesture.

Li Han was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Lin Zhiming move.

Lin Zhiming first rushed in front of one person and punched him. Then, he immediately rushed in front of another person and kicked him.

Every move he makes is very simple, clean and neat, just like a gangster fighting on the street.

However, every movement is extremely sharp.

A punch and a person falls; a kick and a person falls.

No one can stop Lin Zhiming's attack, and every attack by Lin Zhiming can take away a life.

In the blink of an eye, out of nearly ten robbers, only Li Han was left.

At this time, Li Han didn't know how to describe his mood.

He is still alive and everyone else is dead.
Chapter completed!