Bang! Bang!
Yang Ping 'an held the sky-turning seal and violently smashed it on his head. With a cold face, he shouted,"F * ck! Do you think I need you to teach me how to do things?"
Ao Lu's temper flared up, and he glared at him fiercely.
Just as he was about to speak.
The sky-turning stamp slapped him in the face, shattering his nose and causing blood to flow out.
"You're still not convinced?" Yang Ping 'an started scolding.
With the brick in hand, the world is mine.
One after another, she hit him ruthlessly.
As he took pictures, he cursed.
"Stinky Loach gave you face, right? Even this old mudfish doesn't dare to make a blind comparison, so where did you get the courage?"
Dozens of times later.
Yang Ping 'an stopped, and ao Lu was knocked unconscious by him.
There was blood all over his body, and he was injured in many places.
Coupled with the sword wound on his chest, he was in a terrible state.
