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Go into the courtyard for tea?
Isn't that asking for trouble?
Cheng Bao's expression was awkward, and he looked visibly nervous.
"What are you standing there for? I'm talking to you!"
Wu Jie glared defiantly, stomping down hard with his foot.
Ah~
Liu Er, with his back wound stomped on, was jolted awake by the pain.
His heart was tearing, his bones aching!
Stepping heavily on the wound, he twisted his foot back and forth as if putting out a cigarette butt.
This feeling...
It was a thousand times more painful than pouring salt on a wound.
Liu Er had practiced martial arts for many years and had a good physique, but at this moment, he felt as if he'd rather be dead, the pain was so unbearable.
Excessive blood loss led to his mind growing hazy; after screaming twice, he fainted again.
Cheng Bao was so frightened that he trembled and quickly got out of the car.
"What the hell were you saying this afternoon in Dongfeng Village?"
