Lin Han didn't have four hands, of course, but he moved with lightning speed. Within a single second, he had broken the wrists of five men, disarming them.
PSHH!
Just then, Lin Han struck again, his two fingers piercing through the foreheads of two experts, killing them instantly.
The remaining three turned to flee, but a whip kick from Lin Han swept across and sent all their heads flying.
A deathly silence fell over the scene.
At that moment, all eyes were on Lin Han.
Friend and foe alike stared at him, their expressions ones of utter shock.
So strong!
Unbelievably strong!
Despairingly strong!
Lin Han stood there like a demon, drenched in blood, his face a mask of crimson. Then, his mouth split open in a grin that grew wider and wider, his smile becoming more horrifying by the second...
HISS!
The moment they saw that smile, everyone present, without exception, sucked in a sharp breath.
They would call it a Demon's smile.
