Among the crowd, the one who laughed the most cheerfully was none other than Wang Jun.
What did I say?
The people chosen by trash are also trash!
Isn't it proving to be true?
The first four people are all fine, and even the youngest kid just ended up with a broken arm.
But look at Lu Xiao... heh, he's dead meat.
Wang Jun raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Qin, his eyes once again filled with sarcasm and provocation.
Weren't you quite arrogant just now, Su Qin?
Didn't you slap my face a moment ago to defend that Lu Xiao?
Now go and defend Lu Xiao again, let me see how the future Sect Leader of the Su Family protects a corpse.
In the healing zone, a hint of disdain appeared on the face of the young man.
"I thought he was something, even called him 'brother'."
"Turns out he's just an older piece of trash."
"Dying like this, what a piece of junk," the young man muttered disapprovingly about Lu Xiao.
