It's so miserable that this guy was directly knocked off his legs!

Han Keming covered his legs, the blue veins in his neck were crawling like earthworms, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his forehead!

pain!

Pain from the depths of the soul!

If he hadn't exercised frequently, he would have fainted at this moment, but now he was clearly feeling the pain from his legs and knees!

Every minute and every second feel like the torture from hell!

Zhao Abao frowned, and the eyes of Chen Ping beside him were filled with a strong chill!

Han Keming's kneecap was broken in front of him, but he didn't take him seriously!

Unexpectedly, in just six years, such people appeared in Shangjiang City.

"You are seeking death!"

Zhao Abao said in a low voice, his voice like a whetstone.

Chen Ping looked indifferent and shrugged and said, "Someone wants me to have my limbs, but I just retaliate. Didn't Brother Bao do this before?"

bass!

A silver light flashed!
Chapter completed!