C238 white lotus

Lu Zhinan's gaze was cold, his hands exerted a little strength, and with a "kacha" sound, it seemed to be the sound of bones breaking. knife-scarred man rolled his eyes, and his entire body drooped down like a pile of mud, collapsing onto the ground.

Hiding amongst the refugees, the comrades of knife-scarred man were so agitated that their eyes turned red. Without care for anything else