C1188 He will Die

However.

One minute later.

Ye Fan was tied up and could not even move a finger. His face still had some traces of purple and green on it. Obviously, he had been beaten up quite a bit just now.

"I told you not to hit me in the face. Do you really have to hit me in the face? This is really too much. I won't play with you anymore in the future."

Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of saliva