C1136 Rehabilitation

After a moment, the twitching of Hong Yu's body gradually decreased, leaving only a series of slight tremors.

Zhang Fei said to Wang Yi as he casually threw Zhang Fei's body on the ground. It was unknown where he took out a rag and wiped the blood off his palm.

"Bro Yi, can we go now?"

"No rush." Wang Yi shook his head. He had been killed, but not cured. If he just left like that