Among these people, it was the tall and skinny guy who suffered the least pain.
Compared to the others who were hit by the Mind Soul Art, the wound on his wrist was nothing but a scratch!
After trembling to his feet, he still didn't know what happened to his companions.
But he could guess it was Ling Feng's doing, so he looked at him in fear, "Wh-who are you?"
"Definitely not an ordinary person!"
Ling Feng sneered, then asked, "Are you guys from this neighborhood?"
"Y-yes!"
The tall and skinny guy lost his earlier arrogance and answered carefully.
"How do you usually make a living? You aren't just out robbing and stealing, are you?" Ling Feng continued to ask.
"No!"
The tall and skinny guy shook his head, "We're not thugs."
"Then what do you do?" Ling Feng asked.
"..."
The tall and skinny guy looked troubled, glanced at Ling Feng, and asked in a pleading tone, "Sir, we know we provoked the wrong person, can you just let us go?"
