C169 Pseudo-death Disease

"Look at you, your right hand is bleeding!" You brainless fool! " The thin man immediately started to teach Hu Zi a lesson.

I'm sorry to Uncle Geng, why? Why should I be? Hu Zi ignored his injured right hand and thought painfully in his heart. From the corner of his eyes, tears fell down his cheeks onto the floor.

"Forget it, don't be like this