C4376 He Died with Everlasting Regret(part Ii)

"Don't stop the judo." Zuo Feng's voice turned into a strange, hoarse voice. It sounded like a little bug rustling across the wood. "I'll be right back."

As soon as he finished speaking, his thin boots were pierced by two pairs of dark green spikes. Like a cat's paw pad, not only did it make his half-propped body more stable, but it also concealed the sound of his footsteps.

However