Chapter 1108

In front of Michael and Yan Ziyue, these people naturally could not escape.

One after another, they tried to scatter and flee. However, they barely managed to take two steps before feeling a kick on their legs. The bone-crunching sound was accompanied by a dreadful scream as they tumbled to the ground.

Michael walked over and grabbed Yan Ziyue. "Mom, if you continue to hit him like this, you will beat him to death."

Seeing the elder who looked like a pig's head, Michael felt a little sympathy. He felt that the man's condition was even more pitiful than being killed by a single blade.

"Beat to death?"

Yan Ziyue paused and spoke indifferently: "Mu'er is right! These scum do deserve to die, but it is too easy to kill them directly!"

"…" Michael mutters to himself, wondering whether his mother misunderstood his intent.

People scramble around the world for personal gain.

Michael didn't harbor any strong animosity or killing intent towards those who were probing his whereabouts.