C1309 Lu Linlang

At this time, Zhao Jinbao wanted to retreat, but it was already too late. He was sent flying by the palm strike, his internal organs shook, and he was sent flying far away.

Then, he felt something sweet in his throat. When he staggered and landed on the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, he could see that there was still a lot of meat left in his blood