C4702 Zhang Tianwang Perished!

“Useless thing!”

The skinny old man slapped Zhang Tianwang and spat at him before looking at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing’s heart skipped a beat when he saw Zhang Tianwang’s miserable state. He had tried to attack the skinny old man before, but the old man would definitely be even more ruthless in dealing with him.

“You’re not a good thing either!”

The skinny old man glared at Mo Qing