C580 Phenomenological Killer

The sofa rebounded and fell to the ground. There was no more movement.

Shen Bai, who was squatting down, couldn't move at all. His face was red.

With the strengthening of his body, the hit on the sofa didn't affect him much, only leaving a small cut on his forehead. However, the press from Wang Sheng on his shoulder was like a stationary technique