C1191 It Was a Good Show

Wen Zhe and Ma Nineteen were dumbfounded.

The nineteen poisonous needles could not injure them at all. They were even crushed by them. Iron powder spilled out from the gaps between their fingers.

"Boom!"

A large hand grabbed them and pressed them down to kneel behind the door.

Ye Feilong sat in the seat Wen Zhe had just sat in. He glanced at the medical book on the table and said