neither song junlin nor ning kuang had any intention of going over.
jin mingfeng's face was filled with curiosity as he walked towards li chenle.
qin xiong nudged song junlin's shoulder. " are you coming? "
song junlin shook his head. what was he going there for? was he going to die?
qin xiong glanced at song junlin. " what are you afraid of? be quiet. it's not like the people inside know! "
with that, qin xiong walked over in high spirits.
hu xin glanced at qin xiong and shook his head. " didn't you see that throwing knife just now ... "
song junlin sat down on the sofa and rubbed the places where he had been beaten up. his face was intact, but the parts of his body that couldn't be seen were actually covered in wounds. he felt that he might have bruises all over.
hu xin and sun zhizhen also sat down.
