To be precise, defeating him would be a breeze. But Lan Qing is still in his grasp now, and I must negotiate properly before clarifying things.
"Wang Zhangmin, hand her over quickly, and I can spare your life. If you have any issues, face them with me. Why capture a woman? It's hardly manly, it's laughable."
After Lin Beichen said this, he saved his strength, his face full of disdain.
Wang Zhangmin no longer concealed his power, a mysterious smile tugging at his lips, as he pulled a strangely shaped bottle from his pocket and poured out a light blue liquid.
Seeing this, Lin Beichen instantly realized things were far from simple. He never thought Wang Zhangmin possessed such skills.
Ever since he saw this bottle, he felt it was extraordinary.
Once the light blue liquid was poured out, it instantly vaporized into a mist.
Those who smelled the mist fell to the ground convulsing, their thoughts becoming chaotic and unclear.
