C4229 Punishment

Although Qin Ruofeng agreed, his face was full of arrogance, and he still looked down on Yang Bo.

Yang Bo did not care. He approached and stared at Qin Ruofeng's right arm. There were quite a few wounds on his right arm, and the blood was flowing like a fountain.

Qin Ruofeng snorted coldly and said in disdain, "What are you looking at? Are you going to use pills to treat it