"Don't kill yourself, boy..." Before the words were finished, Chen Tianlin went straight to his face with a straight fist, and Ajie quickly blocked it with his hand. Suddenly, his abdomen hurt. Chen Tianlin was kicking him out a long way and hit his second-hand Passat.

"You fuck, find death..." Before Ajie finished speaking, Chen Tianlin immediately kicked him with a flying foot on the side face, which was not light at all. A little thing glittering with white light flew out of the kid's mouth, and then blood flowed out from his corner.

Fighting is entirely dependent on a gust of gas. As the saying goes, the fierce fear...