The atmosphere on the street was so oppressive that it was suffocating.
The big woman had a ferocious expression, slowly approaching Lin Yi: "Kid, got guts to... ugh... think you've had enough of living?"
At this moment, Lin Yi's hands were tightly bound behind him, with dozens of machine guns pointed at him, and the shelter's skills could not be activated.
In desperation, he decided to remain silent.
"What's the matter, lost your speech? Wasn't it nice to bump into me earlier? Huh?"
The big woman roared, suddenly raising an arm thicker than a man's thigh, and punched Lin Yi heavily in the stomach.
Even though she held back, Lin Yi still felt as if he had been kicked hard by a galloping horse.
The whole person flew uncontrollably backward, crashing heavily against a bus five meters away.
Cough, cough! Lin Yi began to cough violently.
He couldn't help but curse, "You mad woman!?"
