C93 The Bottom Line of Being a Man

In the instant before his life was about to be strangled, the black man said, "No, no, I say."

The incoming fierce wind from the fist stopped abruptly after hearing the black man's words.

The Crimson Moon Blood God's crimson red fist glove was only a centimeter away from the black man's face.

The black man's body was completely drenched in cold sweat. He lay on the ground and panted heavily