C410 Devil like

"Pull him up. If we don't get rid of him today, I'll chop off his head and use it as a chair for him to sit on." Wait. The hoodlum leader had already knocked Hee Jiaheng unconscious. The hoodlum leader turned his head and looked at Zhang Lanxin, who had stopped crying and only had a sound of rapid breathing.

"Crying your ass... If you keep crying, I will take care of you now