Bright red blood streamed out from the bullet hole.
Seeing the blood on Lin Yi's body, Lin Xuan shook his head slightly.
Lin Xuan lifted his leg and kicked towards Lin Yi's chest again.
"No, don't!"
Lin Yi let out a shrill scream upon seeing Lin Xuan's action.
However, before his voice could travel far, it abruptly ceased.
His pupils contracted, only to see that Lin Xuan had already reached him, his foot kicking squarely against his chest.
Lin Yi's entire breastbone caved in, and his body, like a kite with its string cut, was sent flying backward.
Lin Yi's body slid across the ground for several hundred meters before it came to a stop.
"Pu!"
Lin Yi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and lay twitching on the ground, motionless, having fallen unconscious.
Seeing Lin Yi pass out, Lin Xuan retracted his foot, then leisurely walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said disdainfully, "What a waste, defeated by just three moves from me!"
"No, no!"