He wanted to fight Xiaoqi, but she didn't see where the community was. She could only hold her shoulder, which had already been Xiaoqi's blood.

Lower people look at their shoulders broken by Seven and wrinkle their eyebrows tightly. Now this situation is also natural. We can't give up this battle just because we break a little bit of shoulders.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Now his shoulder has been pierced a hole, blood is constantly flowing, if not treated in time, even if not killed by the other party, but also because of excessive bleeding and death.

The eldest son did not speak, but tightly frowned and looked...