C87 A Massacre!

The device Han Bing used to transmit messages was on her shoes. As long as she tapped the ground lightly with the tip of her foot, she would be able to transmit the messages.

However, Wu Lei was already prepared. He squatted down and grabbed her beautiful white porcelain legs. He flipped her over and took off her shoes.

"Ah!"

Han Bing fell to the ground unprepared and cried out in pain