C168 Death Trap

In the pitch-black darkness, Qin Biao collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud. His body was riddled with wounds, each one oozing blood profusely. Yet, the physical pain paled in comparison to the seething rage within him. Yun Siyu and Duan Hao had relentlessly targeted him from the start, striking his vital points with precision. Several times, Qin Biao nearly met his end