In no more than three to five seconds, the few thugs that rushed up first were all lying on the ground. Dealing with just this few people was merely a stretch for Lin Mu, not even qualifying as a warm-up. To put it plainly, it was just a drizzle, a mere sprinkle!
The blades in Lanzai's hands were like toy knives to Lin Mu, posing no threat to him whatsoever. In the blink of an eye, Lin Mu had taken down all the thugs, leaving Water Buffalo dumbfounded. It seemed the opponent was more than just capable; he could play a lot more tricks! To bring down ten strong men so effortlessly could only mean this was no ordinary character — a thief of grand stature! Actually, Water Buffalo was mistaken; Lin Mu was far more formidable than any grand thief.
