"Ugh..." The assassin let out a muffled groan, and then his whole body, like a severed kite string, flew backward to the side, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood. Under the shining lights, it looked like a brilliant rainbow...
The other two assassins saw what happened and swung their fists with great force towards Lin Mu. But by then, their power and speed had already decreased significantly compared to before, allowing Lin Mu to easily dodge and then flash to the back of the two.
"Hey, idiots, where are you hitting? I'm right here!" Lin Mu chuckled and patted their shoulders. The two guys turned quickly, but awaited them were two large fists right on their faces, too close to dodge.
Lin Mu's two fists landed squarely on their faces — this is what you call a proper face-slap! The faces of the two assassins instantly swelled up, looking as swollen as Erwa, and blood started flowing from their nostrils.
