C617 It's Meaningless to Kill Me I Have a Better Idea

Feng Zhentian's strike was lightning-fast. Before the others could even blink, he had already flung the Wolf of Forest behind him with a seemingly casual toss. But this was no ordinary throw; Feng Zhentian had meticulously dislocated each of the wolf's bones with his bare hands.

The Wolf of Forest was in excruciating pain, his body drenched in cold sweat, unable to utter a sound