Ye Huan's gaze suddenly turned cold.
In that instant.
Su Zhiqiang only felt as if he were being watched by a bloodthirsty beast. He shuddered involuntarily, and his expression changed slightly.
It seems that Ye Huan's strength is even greater than imagined!
"I... I don't believe you, anyway you... you better leave now!"
"Su Zhiqiang's strength has become... very, very large..."
"You're not... his match!"
Su Qingqing's face was anxious, her voice extremely weak, as she reminded Ye Huan, almost using all her strength.
Strength becoming very large?
Ye Huan slightly furrowed his brow and glanced aside.
With the help of the moonlight and the cold moonlight scattered outside from the incandescent lamp in the iron house.
One could see.
There was a fist-shaped dent on the wall of the iron house!
Ye Huan's eyes slightly narrowed.
This iron wall is a full five meters thick!
It's known that a human arm is at most half a meter in length!
In other words.
