"You... You... how did you do it!" The sleazy skinny man was completely stunned.
"This... how could anyone catch a bullet with bare hands!" Zhao Ganglie's eyes widened.
Everyone around also gasped in shock.
Before the other side could react, he suddenly felt a breeze, and a slight chill in the palm.
The sleazy skinny man looked down, feeling terribly uneasy.
Where's the weapon?!
Where did the weapon go?!
When he looked up again, he saw the weapon had shockingly appeared in Lin Hai's hand on the opposite side.
This is simply not scientific!
The sleazy skinny man's eyes were filled with utmost horror!
"You... you know magic? You're a magician?" he asked in a trembling voice.
"Magic? Haha, you play with weapons at such a close distance?"
Lin Hai chuckled, seemingly talking to the opponent, yet also muttering to himself, "There was a time when a group of people liked to call me the King of Close Combat."
