C59 The Real Masked Man

At this moment, Jiang Feifan was still lying on top of Shen Donglai. The baseball bats of these strong men whistled in the wind. They were hitting Jiang Feifan's leg, and he stepped on Shen Donglai's stomach. He jumped into the air and heard a few clangs!

The baseball bats all hit Shen Donglai's leg.

"Ah... My legs..."

Shen Donglai let out a miserable scream and even started to vomit