C275 Don't be so Cruel

Zhao Zhonghai's defense was ready. Fifteen silver needles were shining with a cold light. Exactly five minutes, very accurately calculated.

The two exchanged places, and Chen Tye squatted in front of Zhao Shi. He looked at his fat calves and sighed in confusion. He had seen this needle technique before …

"Ah, eldest senior brother, be more gentle!" Before he could think too much