C258 Zhang Wen(part Ii)

With that, a hemp rope wrapped around Fang Zishu's neck like a horse and lifted him up high.

At the same time, another two flower pots flew up in the air, and smashed heavily onto Fang Zishu's chest and back one after the other. The current Fang Zishu was basically unable to withstand it at all, and after his chest received a heavy blow, he once again spat out a large mouthful of blood