Of course.
The not-so-bright lug came quickly and left even quicker.
As soon as the two made contact.
The big basket used his own face to viciously smash into Jiang Xiao's fist.
Then, not minding to pay the price of spitting out three molars, he dirtied Jiang Xiao's clothes.
How to say it? The big basket could only admit that he didn't lose out in this exchange.
Looking at the security guard who flew backwards at twice the speed of a sprint, the rest of the [corpses] were also stunned for a moment.
Huh, shouldn't this be happening, right?
Was this man that fierce?
These things were nearly harder to kill than the weirdest things in normal circumstances, so Jiang Xiao didn't bother too much with them.
He just needed to confirm what exactly was in the morgue.
Just with the corpse in front of him, it could prove that the information recorded in Ji Xiang's diary was somewhat credible.
"I say, any of you still want to practice with me?"
