A moment later, ten people were suppressed in front of Han Fei and Feng Xingliu. They were all nailed to the seabed by a strange spear and lined up in a row.
Among the thirteen people, two of them were killed by Feng Xingliu before Han Fei could remind them. The other one ran away because he was even faster than Han Fei.
At this moment, Feng Xingliu's chest was heaving, his body was trembling slightly, so were his legs and hands. In order to suppress this trembling, Feng Xingliu pretended to be dancing but looked like on drugs.
Han Fei couldn't do anything to him. God, this guy looked so damn stupid. He could only turn his head away from this fool.
