Zhan Qingfeng's powerful mental fortitude completely crumbled!
Both his legs stretched out and his entire body convulsed. He fainted like his brother. But he was stronger than Zhan Yushu; he was unconscious, but he wasn't spitting out white foam…
"The f*ck! Fainting just like this? To think that you guys still brag about being the bad guys… I prepared so much more that has yet to be shown…" Jun Moxie glared, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He didn't think that with his shocking entrance, even those youths in his previous life would be scared out of their wits despite having seen all sorts of horror shows. What more this society that was highly superstitious?
Zhan Qingfeng gagged dryly, but he stood back up shakily.
Before him, a man in white stood oppose him. Seeing that he had regained consciousness, he asked, "Zhan Qingfeng, do you know your crimes?"
"Know… my crimes?" Zhan Qingfeng raised his head in a daze.
