1108: C1108 Extremely Strong Resentment

C1108 Extremely Strong Resentment

Looking at the protruding luggage rack, everyone in the car was dumbfounded.

The driver slapped his face and realized that everything was real from the pain.

This brat actually broke the steel rod on the luggage rack with a single punch?

Is that possible?

He reached out to touch the steel pole, then squeezed it with all his might.

It was true, it was true.

With a "gulu" sound, he awkwardly laughed. "Haha, you're awesome. You're awesome."

After laughing, he hurried back to his seat, only to discover that his heart was beating fast.

F * ck, if this fist were to land on him, he would die for sure.

As for the passenger who was mumbling earlier, he immediately retracted his head back when he saw the broken steel pole.

Who wouldn't care about their own lives in this day and age? There was no need to care about a lunatic.

If a madman died, then so be it. If they died, then they really died.

"Is there any problem now?"

A clear and loud voice resounded within the car. No one dared to reply.

Lin Fann glanced around coldly and cursed, "If there's no problem, then keep driving."

Silence filled the air. Anyone who was noticed by Lin Fann turned their gaze outside the window.

My god, who would dare have a problem at this time?

"Brother Lin, thank you."

Huang Ann looked away from the broken luggage rack with difficulty and said gratefully, "If it wasn't for your help, we might have had to stay on the road."

"A bunch of bullies. We have to show them some respect."

Lin Fann snorted and said, "This is human nature, there is no other way."

As humans, once they encountered danger, the first thing they thought of was themselves.

It was impossible for Gu Youzi and the others to be together.

"It's my fault. I didn't expect Xin'er to suddenly get sick."

Sighing, Huang Ann said with a wry smile, "Xin'er's illness is getting worse. The time it takes to get sick is getting shorter."

"Brother Huang, let me take a look at Xin'er's pulse."

Seeing that the black smoke on the little girl's face was a bit deeper than before, Lin Fann frowned: "Now Xin'er's situation isn't optimistic, we can't miss even a single chance to treat her."

Hearing Lin Fann's words, Huang Ann thought for a while before answering.

Besides, his daughter had just gotten sick, so it would still take time for her to get sick again.

"Brother Lin, I'll be troubling you then."

Carefully putting his daughter into Lin Fann's hands, Huang Ann warned, "You must be careful. Give it back to me as soon as you find something wrong."2

"Brother Huang, don't worry."

Lin Fann put two fingers on the girl's wrist and sent her a stream of zhen qi.

The little girl's body was very weak because of her long illness.

As his zhen qi slowly advanced, it was slowly repairing his weak meridians.

As he slowly climbed to the top of his head, a cold chill came over him.

This was Lin Fann's first time coming into direct contact with something like this, so he let go instead of defending.

He wanted to feel what exactly was this thing.

A cold feeling came over him, followed by a wave of emotional feedback.

Hatred, disgust, anger, sadness...

All sorts of negative emotions surged.

It was as if a cold wind was blowing past his ears, and all that he saw was a terrifying scene.

Blood, corpses, ghosts, and so on.

"Your resentment is quite strong. You must have persecuted quite a few people."

After feeling this chill, Lin Fann's mouth curved into a smile: "It's okay to mess with ordinary people, but you're out of luck if you run into me."

As the sound of his voice faded, the pure Yang energy in his dantian suddenly engulfed his entire body.

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