C616 Do You Have Any Followers?
In Huo Tinggui's eyes, I knew that this wasn't a joke.
"But, I don't have enough strength. What if I can't stop Su Xiangyang?" I hesitated.
Huo Tinggui pulled me in front of him, raised his hand, and pinched the back of my neck. "Here, if you chop down with your palm blade, he will faint. Do you understand?"
So simple and crude?
He laboriously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Then. .
