In Qiao hongcai's opinion, it didn't matter if he died, but if he killed his senior brother and others because of him, he would live in the shadow of guilt for the rest of his life even if he could survive today.
Ka! Qiao hongcai's eyes were bloodshot, and he bit the leg of the horse as if he had gone crazy. Even if he knew that his opponent was wearing leather boots, and even if he knew that he couldn't hurt his opponent at all, he didn't care. This was the only counterattack he could make at the moment. As long as he could make his opponent feel pain, it was enough. If he could penetrate his leather boots and bite half of his opponent's foot before he died, it would be a great deal!
