"Humph, that's not enough! For a bastard like him, my God's bone-crushing kick will do justice!"
A youngster of the same age as Lin Yichen, with an athlete physique, emerald eyes, and shoulder-length wolf-cut silver hair, spat out in annoyance.
He was called Zhu Tao.
All of his peers both male and female sneered at it.
They even felt sorry that the fugitive had caught the interest of the hot-headed Zhu Tao and even provoked him to act on it.
Now that Zhu Tao had decided to punish him himself that bastard would be in a much more sorry state.
They all shook their head sensing the impending trouble.
With that, Zhu Tao instantly sprang forth and immediately charged forth towards Yichen like a blazing streak of lightning.
Whoosh!
Weary Yichen could sense the heinous killing intent that was charging towards him at immense speed.
Though this was it, he was at his limit and was powerless, unable to do a thing.
He could barely even move.
