C2082 Less than Garbage

Poison Hand Jie counted down in his heart for ten seconds.

However, Lin Fei was still standing at the same spot, not showing any signs of being injured, nor did he show any signs of losing his soul.

Clearly, Lin Fei had a faint smile on his face. In that smile, there was a trace of disdain.

"What's going on?" Poison Hand Jie roared.

Not scientific