C779 However the Heart of Death

Jin Zuo looked at the numbers on the progress bar, his gaze was as sharp as a falcon's.

He clenched his fists tightly as the sizzling sounds continuously echoed in his ears. Like a talisman of death, a pair of invisible hands pushed him, wanting to go to the human body's breakdown pod.

"No!" You're not allowed to — "

Jiang Wu felt a splitting headache