So Zhang Jingyi did not hesitate, so that his mind was blank at this time.

He grabbed the other half of the teacup and raised his hand.

Then, it smashed hard.

It's still the skull position just now.

Blood is rising like a rumor.

Blood splattered on Zhang Jingyi's face.

Zhang Jingyi had no expression.

He only felt Zhao's head twitching.

Zhao Zhangtou's face was covered with blood and tears mixed with...

Zhang Jingyi, whose hands were covered in blood, remained indifferent.

He continued to raise the remaining half of the teacup.

Bang...

Another time.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth move.
Chapter completed!