However, just as Luo Chao finished speaking, the scarred black man rushed forward, extending a sturdy arm and pushing Luo Chao back three steps, angrily shouting, "Damn you, punk! We've got thirty people here! Let's see what you can do!"
Luo Chao sneered coldly at the scene, spat out the cigarette in his mouth, and focused his attention on the crowd in front of him.
At the same time, at the core of Luo Chao's mind, the dazzling golden sphere of Spiritual Power began to spin violently.
Luo Chao stretched out a hand towards the crowd and made a grasping motion in the air, with a thought!
Immediately, the thirty men in front of him began to stir, each one levitating into the air, continuing to rise.
"What the hell! What's going on here, seeing ghosts!"
"This guy knows magic! Boss! I was wrong; please put me down!"
"Damn, is this kid human or ghost? Ahhh!"
As they rose higher and higher, cries of alarm echoed through the crowd.
