Brown and oversized,
Clearly worn by some chubby foot for too long,
It has deformed.
"Is this damn thing also a Taboo thing?"
Xu Shuo was startled.
As it turned out, it was.
Lin Baici gripped the flip-flop, swinging it wildly; though not many cockroaches were killed, the effect was tremendous—as roaches scattered as if fleeing their natural predator.
After about seven or eight swipes, the human face of the Cockroach King was exposed in front of Lin Baici.
Its big mouth opened to spew acid.
Lin Baici struck right into its mouth.
Pop!
The Cockroach King's mouth immediately swelled, not only interrupting the acid spray but its body as large as a sedan shook violently.
Lin Baici, backhand, went on a fierce slapping spree.
Pop pop pop!
The sound of slaps was crisp.
All of the Cockroach King's abdominal limbs retracted, curling up on the ground like a ball, not daring to even squeak, let alone fight back.
"What's the deal with that slipper, Xia Group?"