C468 Quickly Bring People over
Qin Ying, seated on the sofa and fully expecting Ye Xiaofeng to be utterly defeated by Marshall, suddenly turned ashen.
He watched in stark clarity as Ye Xiaofeng's five fingers on his left hand plunged deep into Marshall's palm.
Bright crimson blood seeped from Marshall's hand, dripping slowly to the floor.
The sight sent a shiver through Qin Ying's body, his face etched with terror