If an ordinary person were subjected to such tactics, even if they didn't die, they'd lose half their life.
This combination punch was indeed overwhelming, because all these moves shared a common trait… they couldn't be proven, nor prevented.
Any hasty response you made could trigger a repertoire of counterattacks from the opponent.
Xiong En was at home, seething with anger, tapping furiously on his phone screen.
"What are you doing?" Jia Yu asked, ensuring Xiong En wouldn't do anything reckless.
"Holding a grudge!" Xiong En snapped viciously.
Jia Yu walked over and took a look, only to see a list of names.
Jia Yu's lips twitched. "What is this? A revenge notebook?"
"You could call it that."
While Xiong En was burning with rage on his end, Berick was also having a rough time.
Listening to Bob's report, Berick massaged his temples. "I knew it! That bastard doesn't have a single thing he wouldn't dare to do!"
