What?
Bai Lang's forehead vein throbbed.
How long has it been since anyone dared to speak to him like that?
Are young people all this audacious now?
Bai Lang turned around, his eyes locked on Lu Lin, the words squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Kid, are you fucking looking to die?"
Lu Lin nodded, grinning to show eight bright white teeth.
"Yeah, come hit me."
Caught off guard, Bai Lang suddenly felt a terrifying force push him toward Lu Lin's direction.
What the hell, I wasn't even ready.
Bai Lang cursed under his breath.
After all, he's an experienced fighter; although flustered, Bai Lang still pulled out his D-Class Alloy Curved Knife, slashing it toward Lu Lin with the momentum.
This slash had no form or elegance, but Bai Lang didn't think Lu Lin could dodge it.
Die!
A grim smile appeared on Bai Lang's face.
The excitement coursing from that heist to now made Bai Lang instinctively lick his lips, the red dot at the center of his eyebrows growing brighter.
