C149 Discussion

"Pfft!" Ming Jianli lay prostrate on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The blood within his body was tumbling, and he was in incomparable pain.

Ye Wusheng casually looked at the latter. Just now, he had only used the strength of his flesh, and had not used his full strength. If he had used a bit of strength, Ming Jiu Li might have directly been smacked to death