Ye Chen's eyes were flashing with cold murderous intent, and he did not give the other party a chance to react! He smashed it hard!

In an instant, Yao Jingu hit the ground, and his mouth was spitting blood!

Extremely weak!

Yao Jingu, defeated!

The defeat was extremely miserable.

There is not even a chance to fight back.

Ye Chen let out a long breath, glanced at the man on the ground indifferently, took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, shook slightly, flicked his fingers, and held them directly into his mouth.

Light the lighter.

Ye Chen squatted down slowly and spit out a circle of eyes. Yao Jingu was instantly shrouded in smoke.

"Did you know? The game has just begun."
Chapter completed!