C83 They Would Rather Die than Submit

The wind blew for an hour before it began to abate. The drizzling rain and snow was getting heavier and heavier. Not long after, a large raindrop in the middle of the heavy snowfall activated the crazy mode.

In order to clear his mind, Huang Chenguang did not fall down so quickly. He used his fingernails to ruthlessly touch the cobblestone on the ground, wanting to use pain to clear his mind