"Boss!" Wang Zijie's throat gurgles and rolls out the rhythm of the two words, but he doesn't make a sound. Looking at the face full of blood, Lin Xie smiled as if he heard two words he shouted and nodded solemnly. Wang Zijie smiled, very brilliant smile, because laugh too hastily, cause bursts of cough.

Lei Junhao is dissatisfied with the fact that others treat him as a glass. He shouts in a thick voice, "what if I don't let him go?" At the same time, Wang Zijie's coughing became more and more intense, and blood streamed in the air.

just after the voice fell, Lin Xie's figure moved like...