Seeing his head and forehead burst, and his brain splashed everywhere, Tang Zhan gritted his teeth, swallowed a mouthful of sweetness in his mouth, and held it hard. At the critical moment, he took advantage of the moment of taking off the air, and his upper body suddenly tilted, and his spine turned back in a pose that ordinary people could not imagine.

That's now.

A index finger was as fast as lightning, and it was pointing at Su Sihai's throat like a poisonous dragon.

The roar and scream stopped for a moment.

Instead, there are a series of vague sounds and a hot blood that burst out in the sky.

“Well…yoga…”

Su Sihai's face turned red in an instant, and finally turned purple. The blue veins on his neck were rushing, and his eyes were also bloodshot. He stared at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of disbelief, and then fell heavily.

"Bang!"

Tang Zhan turned over and landed, staggered, limped to the side, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Um?"

But suddenly, his eyes gradually became weird, his expression became astonished, as if he had seen some incomprehensible picture.
Chapter completed!