C519 Severing the Offspring's Legs

"Mr. Biao, are you... are you alright?" One of the lackeys looked at Biaozi with concern.

"I... I'm fine, quickly... quickly kill him!" Biaozi pointed at Tang Jin as he panted.

At this moment, Tang Jin was like an emotionless harvester, mercilessly harvesting these small cigarettes with the steel rod in his hand.

The screams were deafening.

Mr. Dong was completely stunned