C819 -819 Pitiful Pitiful Pitiful

Shu Changqing rolled up his sleeves and raised his fist. He was ready to fight. Although the opponent was much taller than him, he could knock him down with one punch. He would never be able to turn his body. Suddenly, he shouted and rushed over. His fist was only aimed at the opposite side.

"This kid jumped quite high, but he's only going to die. " Chang De laughed in his heart