C461 Wang San Fist

The crowd was dead silent.

Half of Wang Chai's face was swollen, and his nose bridge was broken. Two streams of blood trickled down his face.

His eyes revealed a fierce look. He struggled to stand up and spat out a bloody tooth from his mouth.

"Lin Muyun, you are courting death!"

Following Wang Chai's words, with him as the center, a strong wave of air suddenly erupted