Chapter 3445: How Many Hands Do You Think I Have?

Michael Leach walked forward step by step, his face indifferent, fixing his gaze on Leach, who was sitting on the ground. He then raised his hand and reached out towards him. His palm emitted a white glow, not an ordinary light, but a fierce glow that could easily slice through air energy and flesh. He no longer intended to interrogate Leach. He aimed to dismember him completely, leaving no secrets behind.

But just as Michael reached out, thud! Leach suddenly grasped his hand tightly. The...