Engulfed by the intense, scorching glare of the fire, the dark figure didn't exactly emit a heart-rending scream, but he was clearly stunned. Obviously, he hadn't yet processed what had just hit him, nor could he figure out where this sudden pillar of fire shooting into the sky had come from.
Not only the dark figure, but Lu Mingfei was stunned as well. He looked at the silhouette swallowed by the flames, then at the biker gang members who were inexplicably cheering and hyped up by the explosion of the Molotov cocktail. For a moment, he couldn't quite grasp what was going on here—was it a case of friendly fire between allies?
And what was the deal with this sudden appearance of Wang Jiang? Rushing right into the flight path of a Molotov cocktail? How reckless was that? What on earth was this guy trying to prove? Could it be that he wanted to prove he possessed a badass immortal body? Even so, there was no need to catch a Molotov cocktail with his head! Just how thick-skulled could someone be?
Chapter 467