C214 Blood on Cuff

When Zhang Kuo finished his move, he neatly turned his hand around and casually twisted the wrist of a hoodlum.

Forget it, he clapped his hands and walked towards Hemai with an indifferent expression.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have known that you could deal with more than a dozen people by yourself." Hemai said with praise.

Looking at the group of lackeys on the ground crying in pain