C735 The worry of the poison soldier

Zhang Chao's fingers trembled and his knees gave way, almost falling to the ground.

Sweat kept dripping down his body.

"Damn it... Finally... "Did I succeed..." He smiled bitterly and shook his head. The pain from his body was so intense that he didn't dare to move an inch.

"Qin Huang … "He's already dead …" Little Radish was also lying on the ground, sprawled out