"What the hell!"
This was everyone's innermost thought!
And everyone noticed that the three people who shot didn't hold back, they were indeed shooting at Lin Xi.
But ultimately, Lin Xi was still completely unharmed.
"Have you shot enough?"
Just as everyone was in shock, Lin Xi's icy voice rang out.
"Now it's my turn!"
Next, his figure vanished from where he stood, appearing in front of the three shooters.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the room heard a "crack," and from one corner of the room came three "thuds."
Before anyone else could react, Lin Xi's figure disappeared again.
The next instant, he appeared beside Wells' chair.
However, his hand was gripping Wells' neck.
Wells dared not move, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, feeling for the first time in his life a fear that made his hairs stand on end.
Because he felt his neck under this man's hand was like a thin, fragile bamboo shoot.
