He was killed!
Qiao Quanlin was killed!
Although he had kneeled and begged for mercy, Fang Zhixing still killed him.
"Ah, this..."
Ma Zhengming's mind went blank for a moment, filled with boundless fear.
He felt that he would be the next to die!
In utter terror, Ma Zhengming instinctively stepped back two steps, his teeth uncontrollably chattering as he trembled all over.
"Clean it up."
Suddenly, Fang Zhixing's voice came.
Ma Zhengming came to his senses and looked carefully, only to find that Fang Zhixing had vanished from in front of him.
A large shadow cast from behind him enveloped him.
Ma Zhengming immediately got goosebumps.
At some point, Fang Zhixing had swiftly moved behind him.
How terrifying!
What kind of speed was this?
Even though he had been shocked into distraction just a moment ago, Fang Zhixing's agility was truly terrifying, far beyond him, and exceptionally unimaginable!
"Yes, immediately cleaning up..."
