Xu Dilei's words had barely fallen for a second.
A gust of wind blew towards him.
The wind's sound swept across his face, causing Xu Dilei's hair to flutter. In his astonished gaze, a figure appeared swiftly before him, imposing and formidable.
"You... how can you!"
Xu Dilei's speech couldn't keep up with his thoughts.
Before he could even open his mouth, Qin Hao's palm had already struck down on his chest.
"Boom!"
As if replicating the previous injury to Takeda.
Another loud bang followed, and Xu Dilei's body, like a kite with a broken string, flew high into the air.
This time, those nearby still didn't react in time.
Crash!
Countless people were knocked to the ground.
Due to the cushioning, Xu Dilei also fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spraying from his mouth as he clutched his chest, staring at Qin Hao in disbelief.
The pain was so profound, but no pain could match the terror he felt now.
