Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 4856

The next second, Samuel, who was still in the same place, turned into an illusion.

"Clap!"

At the same time, there was a series of slaps in the crowd. Before many people could react, their faces had already turned red and they were in pain.

The most hateful and exaggerated thing was that even then, they were still unable to see exactly what was going on and where the palm print had come from.

"Bang!"

But in next to no time, the group of people that were slapped rejoiced because at the very least, they were undoubtedly lucky.

Some of the people outside were not qualified to be slapped, but they were caressed by Iron Legs.

The group of people were directly kicked down and flew in all directions. They looked as miserable as they could be.

The scar-faced man touched his painful right face and hurriedly followed the crowd. However, he could only see a black shadow moving quickly, but he couldn't see anyone else.

Whoosh!

In the confused and shocked eyes of the scar-faced man, the large group of people who had been surrounding him before were either sealed with a red face or kicked directly to the ground in an instant. For a time, screams were heard.

All of a sudden, the scarred man seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly raised his head in horror.

Sure enough, Samuel also appeared in front of him at the right time.

He was so scared that he took half a step back. His legs were so weak that he could no longer step on it.

"You... you... you..."

He was so scared that his face turned pale and he couldn't speak at all.

Samuel chuckled. "You what? Didn't you speak very smoothly just now? Why? Have you become mute now?"

"How... how could you... You... are you a human or a ghost?" The scar-faced man felt that he was sweating all over and was completely stunned for a moment.

It was too fucking horrible. He had been in this world for a lifetime and had seen all kinds of ruthless people. But it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a peerless person.

This couldn't even be called terrifying. He was simply a living freak.

"Is it important whether I am a human or a ghost? Are you stupid? This is the Devil Clan. Do you, a member of the Devil Clan, fear ghosts?" Samuel said with disdain.

Of course, the scar-faced man was not afraid of ghosts, but when people were most frightened, they would always subconsciously say those words...

"How is it? Did you see it clearly?"

Human, it was a human!

"We were careless just now. Let's all pounce on him directly. No matter how fast he moves, so what? He'll still be blocked!"

If one person joined, more people would join.

Samuel smiled and did not move. He looked at the scarred man, who was the leader. The scarred man was smart. He sat on the ground from beginning to end and did not join in.

Samuel shook his head. "Is it strange that hundreds of people are afraid of me?"

"There are tens of thousands of people who are afraid of me. It's not like I haven't seen it before."

The elites of Ming Yu had already been scared by Samuel. He was not bragging at all.

"If you don't want to die, go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, half of the hundreds of people who had just risen collapsed in an instant.

"F*ck, don't be scared by him. Brothers, let's go!"

It was unknown who went first or who pushed who. With this movement, hundreds of people rushed toward Samuel again.

Samuel didn’t need to move at all. The black air suddenly jumped up.

"I don't need to hit you a few hundred times. One hit is enough."