C227 Wiping the Blood on His Forehead

Two people wrestling on flat ground can't avoid getting hurt, not to mention the narrow and messy fall of the wooden ceiling.

Luo Shaan and Liao Shiwei were rolling around, and blood was flowing out of Liao Shiwei's nose.

Luo Shaan's clothes had been torn.

Liao Shiwei held Luo Shaan's shoulder tightly, making it impossible for him to support the ground with his hands