C124 Going to the Falling Hit Center

"You're not hurt, are you?" Xia Mo heard his words and asked in a low voice.

"It's too scary. You don't even know which man looks like. His expression was gloomy, and there were black eyes on his fat face. His skin, which was supposed to be flesh color, was now devoid of vitality, with a pale color. A pair of dark black lips under his meaty nose was like a poisoned corpse