C2898 Death Trap

When Qin Xiao Yao saw Young Master Ma in his own house pretending to compete to the end, he felt displeased in his heart.

Fuck, what kind of f * cking big fist is this?

What the f * ck are you using your palm-leaf fan sized fists? If you can't kill Chen Sanqiu, even if you are a machine gun and a click-clack punch, it would still be the end