"Boom—"
The punch of Master Fuli landed on the long table in the hall, bending the body of the white coyote. The long table, overloaded on one end, suddenly flipped like a seesaw and stood upright.
But a twenty-foot long table weighing four tons cannot stand upright in a four-meter high space.
The upturned table tore through the ceiling and crashed into the concrete floor above, scattering wood chips and dust.
"Miss, watch out!"
Lin Bingyun, noticing Lin Zhiyuan's abnormality in an instant, had already rushed to stand in front of Lin Ying, raising her briefcase and pulling out a curve to deploy the bulletproof shield folded inside, covering Lin Ying's front.
Without a hint of hesitation, Lin Ying pulled out a layer of Spirit Particle Potion from her front, injecting it into Lin Bingyun's shoulder.
