Chen Sheng actually tore off his entire arm!
"Hmm?"
Chen Sheng looked at Zhao Zhenfeng's broken arm, the tube of blood tightly clenched in his palm, frowning slightly.
What was this thing?
He had never seen it before.
But from Zhao Zhenfeng's behavior, it seemed to be a lifesaving item.
Without hesitation.
Chen Sheng forcibly pried open Zhao Zhenfeng's palm and put the blood vessel in his pocket.
Just in case... he might need it someday.
No point in not taking it.
Seeing this scene,
Zhao Zhenfeng suddenly realized that his death was inevitable today.
A surge of despair and anger welled up in his heart.
"Who are you?!"
"My master will avenge me!"
"He will tear you to pieces!!"
The shrill and hoarse voice echoed in the cave.
Hearing that.
Chen Sheng was stunned.
Such a classic villainous line.
That face, already bloody and fleshless, could still make a sound.
