The leader had a firm attitude.

He glared at Alex and refused to utter a word.

Alex snapped his finger. “Okay then. Let me see how firm you are. If you can last a minute, I’ll let you guys go.”

As the leader’s eyes were filled with bemusement, Alex pressed his finger on his brow.

It was imbued with a strange aura.

In the next second, the homicide leader grimaced in fear and sweat bullets.

A terrifying roar came out from his throat, as if he had encountered the worst suffering and torment in his life.

As Cheryl witnessed such a scene, she was dumbfounded and unable to comprehend the situation.

Not even a minute — it was just three seconds — the homicide leader fell to the ground with a thud as his will collapsed. “I’ll say! Ahh! I’ll say anything! I beg you, please make it stop! Please spare my life!”

Cheryl’s eyes widened in bewilderment.

His response was too exaggerated. Was he putting on a joint performance with Alex?

Once again, Alex pressed his finger on the l