In the blink of an eye, like sparks of electricity and fire!
A phantom silhouette suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Hanyi.
A boy with black-and-white hair.
He reached out and grabbed the head of the Steel Puppet, slamming it forward!
Boom!
A loud explosion.
The Steel Puppet was slammed into the cement ground by an irresistible, furious force.
Dust scattered everywhere!
Debris flew wildly!
Zhu Hanyi felt the ground tremble, like stepping on a mass of cotton, unable to find leverage, as if standing in an earthquake zone.
The other Steel Puppets nearby also struggled to maintain their balance.
The phantom of the black-and-white-haired boy slowly dissipated.
"This..."
"This is!"
There's no need to doubt!
Though Zhu Hanyi was still somewhat dazed, having narrowly escaped death, he immediately realized that at the moment of life and death, the one who saved him must have been Ma Ran, without a doubt!
