Chapter 1195

s at the end."Pffft!"Lei Wantian, who was terminally ill, suddenly vomited, spraying a mouthful of black blood. The blood reeked of foulness.Then, the fist imprint on his chest gradually recovered, an... that if things continued like this, Zhao Ping'an's defeat was only a matter of time. No matter how strong his fighting spirit was, he wouldn't be able to withstand this pressure.Instinctively, I turn...