C121 Why Help Me

Those who were waiting to beat up Chen Xiu would not allow him to hit the table or the wall like a lunatic.

Fu San's men were holding onto the doubt of life as they muttered, "Impossible, it can't be." Seeing someone's fist about to land on him, he raised his hand to block it.

"Hiss …" It was so painful. Without the protection of his zhen qi, the pain should be several times worse than normal