C87 87 a Clear Conscience

"Sou!"

A coin shot out like a bullet.

Chen Hu felt a cold killing intent coming from behind him, and the coin flew straight towards his arm.

"Puff."

The coin shot through his arm.

"Hiss!"

Chen Hu gasped in pain. He hurriedly broke free from Chen Mengyao's hand, let go of Chen Qiang, and took two steps back.

He held his hand and turned around to look.

He saw Xiao Tian standing there