C70 Zhong Chuting's Problem

"What a bunch of fucking beasts." Hua Feng said coldly. The number on his watch decreased by a year.

"20 times potential burst!"

Hua Feng broke the hands and feet of these young men. Then, he grabbed Zhang Zhichao's neck and lifted him up. He looked at them coldly. Zhang Zhichao's face gradually turned red. The strength of his hands gradually weakened, and his eyes turned white