C788 Code T(38)

"Think of something." "Thank you," Ye Feng said. "Think of something. I don't want to die with you."

"Don't waste your time. I'm f * cking thinking about it." Huang Liang shouted.

"Hurry up!" Ye Feng was stabbed in the arm again. "I can't fucking hold on anymore. Damn it. My wounds are not as good as before. The sickles in the hands of these two bald men are too damn sharp