"Ah!!"
"Shen Wuxiao, you despicable, vicious little man!" Lin Fan's rage reached its peak.
Shen Wuxiao nodded with a light laugh. "Thanks for the compliment, but I still can't bring myself to kill friends!"
"So you and I are both ruthless and vicious men!"
"Lin Fan, look at him. Look carefully. That punch of yours severed his heart meridians. He only has a dozen or so seconds left."
Shen Wuxiao grabbed Zhou Sheng and tossed him over.
Lin Fan hurriedly caught him.
Zhou Sheng truly was on the verge of losing his life.
Lin Fan clenched his teeth viciously.
Blood still surged from Zhou Sheng's mouth as he used all his strength to grab Lin Fan's clothes. "Run... run..."
With only those two words, Zhou Sheng lost his breath, his eyes wide open!
"Brother Zhou..." Lin Fan roared in grief. "I dragged you into this, I dragged you into this..."
With trembling hands, Lin Fan closed Zhou Sheng's eyes for him.
Shen Wuxiao sneered, yet he had to admire the bond between the Protagonist and his group.
Even a character like Zhou Sheng, who had merely come to lend support, valued loyalty and brotherhood.
Even before dying, he had told Lin Fan to run.
Lin Fan set Zhou Sheng down. At that moment, his heart seemed to fall silent.
Lin Fan closed his eyes tightly as scenes from the time he entered Zhonghai until now flashed endlessly through his mind.
Deception after deception, schemes after schemes, humiliation after humiliation.
Lin Fan's aura suddenly surged, and a cloud of white mist spread outward.
The next second, Lin Fan abruptly opened his eyes. His pupils constricted as he stared fixedly at Shen Wuxiao.
As though he were looking at prey.
He held his breath and focused, and his eyes actually shone with