Relying on the Knife in My Hand

In the eyes that looked towards Alex, a strange self-assurance emerged.

Turning to face these people, Alex raised an eyebrow and let out a cold laugh. "What's this? Are you all here to uphold justice? Can't accept defeat?"

As Alex turned his head, it made these people take a step back involuntarily. Even though Alex's current strength was no different from the average mutated person, his cruelty and ruthlessness instilled fear in their hearts.

Just one glance planted the seed of fear in these people. After all, having a murderer in front of you, even if you know they might not be your match, you still dare not confront them, especially when you don't know their true strength.

"Don't be afraid of him, everyone! He's just one person! With so many of us united, we can definitely deal with him! If we don't unite and let him bully us one by one, we will all eventually die at his hands." Feng Shaofeng, seeing his wife locked in a room by Alex, became nervous.