C315 The Crisis of the Devil's Exposure(5)

"Mr Fann Helsing, do you think I can still fight?" Lige squatted on the ground and took off her helmet, revealing a pale face.

Her black hair was covered with sweat.

She had to take another bath when she got home.

"Look at this Lige. She's so lame. She only used two moves and she already wilted." Fann Helsing took out his phone, typed, and let it read aloud.

"That's right