C96 Elite Soldier Descent

The fear only lasted for a split-second. He Junjie immediately regained his arrogance. He grabbed Qin Fengge's hair and asked, "Brat, how does it feel to be beaten up?"

Qin Fengge broke free from He Junjie's grasp, spitting out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood in disdain. "They're all almost dead, yet they still care about this little bit of physical pain?"

"Hahahaha