Let's drag it out, drag it out, I'll play the long game with you!
Anyway, Yuanzi is still playing the matador over there, there's nothing much I can help with.
Tan Wenbin's right hand couldn't exert any strength, so he could only use his left hand to smash.
After his left hand couldn't move either, Tan Wenbin leaned forward, his arms hanging down, gasping for air heavily.
The woman curled up on the ground, holding her head, visibly not a single patch of unscathed skin all over her body, everything was a bloody blur, bones knocked out in many places, but she, stubbornly, was still twitching slightly.
"Damn it..."
Tan Wenbin just sat down on the ground as well.
The woman slowly lifted her head, her face smashed to the point that her features were indiscernible.
"Who... are you guys after all..."
"You want to know?"
"Yes..."
"Alright, then I'll tell you, we are..."
"Bang!"
