His face was already covered in sweat!
The pain in his hand was so intense he couldn't feel it at all.
He had never seen such a person before. Even a strongman couldn't grab his hand and crush it barehanded...
Terrifying!
Brother De gasped sharply.
His facial features twisted together in pain. It hurt so much it was unbearable.
"The hell, aren't you going to hit him? Who are you posing for?"
Zhang Fan stood behind, unaware of the situation, and roared frantically.
"Ow..."
Just as Zhang Fan finished speaking, Brother De finally couldn't take it anymore.
It hurt so damn much!
Even as a man of steel, he couldn't endure such intense pain!
"Now, do you still want to take me down?"
Ye Qiu laughed out loud, looking at Brother De's comical state.
He lifted his leg and fiercely kicked, shattering his kneecap.
Brother De's face turned ashen!
He no longer knew where he was hurting all over.
Before he could scream, everything went black, and he fell straight down.
