C408 Secret Weapon

Zhuang Chen struggled to get up from the ground and attacked a few times, but he was still beaten to the ground.

He reached out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. The smell of rust filled his mouth.

Wang Zhi crossed his legs and shook his legs. A wicked smile appeared on his face.

The guard who just ran out of the laboratory hurriedly came behind him