C157 Familiar strangers

"Bang!"

Ye Zheng's lower abdomen was kicked, he felt as if he was struck by a huge truck, and his body was sent flying several meters into the air. When he landed, he staggered a few times, and supported himself with his hands on the ground, only then did he not fall face up.

Behind the white mask, Gao Xiaowen laughed.

"So slow!" The Ye Zheng of legends, just his endurance is worth mentioning