High-sounding (1)

Since Li Yuanqing had already made his move, he no longer hesitated.

An extremely powerful suction force suddenly erupted from his body and spread in all directions.

The humans standing below were still waving their arms and shouting. Suddenly, they were blown away by a strong wind.

Immediately after, the hundreds of people were swept up by the tornado and swept to Li Yuanqing's side. When the wind dissipated, the entire street became quiet again. Li Yuanqing fell from the sky and landed on the wooden face man.

The wooden face man stood behind the aisle with a smile, quietly watching the show.

Looking at Li Yuanqing who suddenly appeared in front of him, the wooden face man raised his hand and slapped it twice.

"Good!"

The empty street echoed with applause. His two hands clapped together, but they were a little hollow, sounding like wood.