His True Colors Chapter 2895

 "No ...... it can't be, can it?"


        Twelve people were standing in front of themselves intact.


        With the power of Han Qianqian, he had completely failed to hurt the other side in the slightest! This could never be possible!


        Even for True Gods like Lu Wu Shen and the others, it was absolutely impossible for this to happen! Even if they were not able to ignore Han Qianqian's attack, how could anyone else be qualified to do so?


        But what he saw before his eyes was so real that even Han Qianqian, who was so knowledgeable and calm, was completely dumbfounded!


        What the hell is going on here?


        And if that was enough to drive people crazy, what was even more frightening was everything around them!


        The people in black who had been blown away by the blast were still in the same place, and the cups and chairs that had been destroyed by the blast were still in their original places, not only were they intact, but they were also in the exact same position!


        This was outrageous to the point of absurdity!


        After all, if this group of people were strong, they could barely withstand Han Qianqian's attack, but what were those men in black? What were those tables, chairs and benches?


        Moreover, even if the group had resisted their own attack, they were more intent on restoring what was there to mock themselves.


        What about the smallest details, such as the cups, or even half the water in them, was that necessary?


        And the most bizarre point is the position of the twelve men at this point.


        It was still Mad Dog and Night Chicken standing in front of him, while the ten Green Dragons were standing a little behind him!


        This was ridiculous!


        Everything was almost exactly the same as it had been seconds before he unleashed that punch, how could this not make Han Qianqian feel like he was dreaming?


        It was as if he had been put to sleep and then felt like he had launched an attack in his sleep!


        Shaking his head, Han Qianqian tried to wake himself up a little.


        The disdainful smiles of Mad Dog and Night Chicken were still on their faces, posing in front of Han Qianqian.


        "Punk, stinking trash, don't you want to beat us? Come on."


        "My legs are getting numb, can you fucking hurry up?"


        "What a punk, you're dawdling like an old lady even when you're beating someone."


        Mad Dog and Night Chicken were extremely mocking, and their words were full of provocation and disdain.


        Glancing back at Qinglong and the others beside them, they too had smirking faces, disdainful to the extreme.


        Han Qianqian frowned and once again gathered strength in his hands and aimed a punch at Mad Dog and Night Chicken!


        Boom!


        There was still an explosion, still a golden light, still everything around them flew or was destroyed, the power that destroyed heaven and earth was released and spread again!


        But then another burst of light flashed before my eyes, and when I opened them again, everything was almost the same as it had been before.


        The table was still in place, the black-clothed men around were still watching intently, and even the mad dog and the night chicken were standing there in boredom, almost looking at Han Qianqian with their nostrils.


        Han Qianqian couldn't help but frown and take several steps back, and for a moment his whole being was in a great daze!


        Is it ...... another hallucination? Again or is it a dream again?


        The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time. The hand is a real one.


        "This ......"


        The few people in Qinglong saw Han Qianqian's state at this time, could not help but look at each other and laugh out loud.


        "No!" Suddenly, Han Qianqian snapped his head up and looked at the Twelve Deaths!


        This was not an illusion, nor was it a dream, but something real.


        That was the truth!


        Han Qianqian could feel the reduction in the energy he had expended with his two punches, and he could also feel himself panting slightly from the exertion.


        Anything could be deceiving, but not these.


        "But the question is, if it's really happening, then how can everything around here be like this?"


        Thinking of this, Han Qianqian's eyes revealed shock as he looked incredulously at Qinglong and the others ......


        This ......


        What exactly is going on?