C118 Iron Lump

At this moment, Bing Feng was sitting on the chair with his hair cut. Zhan Tingxu could naturally hear what Bing Feng said, but he didn't answer. Instead, he walked in front of Bing Feng.

Zhan Tingxu was squatting right in front of Bing Feng. He held Bing Feng's arm with both hands. This was Bing Feng's old injury, so he didn't react to Zhan Tingxu's actions.

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