The iron hook pierced through 401's shoulder blade, the other end firmly grasped in Old Ma's hand.

At this moment, Old Ma's expression was no longer vacant. His face twisted into a fierce and vicious snarl, like a wolf that had clamped onto a lamb's neck.

Old Ma tugged at the iron hook, intent on dragging 401 over.

"Ah!!!"

"No—"

401 let out a piercing scream, desperately struggling.

Yet, the 401 who had just sent He Gu flying with a single palm strike now seemed like a powerless child before Old Ma.

No matter how much he struggled, Old Ma's iron hook didn't budge, slowly and steadily pulling 401 back step by step.@@novelbin@@

He Gu felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the scene unfold.

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