Chapter 380 The Divine Doctor Is Only Half-Skilled_1

Du Qinglei flew backwards, crashing to the ground outside with a heavy thud.

The cement floor cracked from the impact.

Someone from the shadows pointed at him fiercely, "You bastard, if it weren't for you, Dark Valley might not have ended up this tragic, and would not have been grievously injured."

Another person viciously said, "Well done, you outer sect disciple, daring to stir up such trouble! If not for you, would we have suffered such heavy losses? We haven't even started teaching you a lesson yet, and now you're causing chaos."

"What are you standing around for? Beat him half to death!"

Behind them followed a dozen or so assassins who, upon hearing this, immediately pounced.

They formed a circle, almost swallowing Du Qinglei whole, raining down punches and kicks on him as he howled in pain.

Even the pigs in a slaughterhouse, upon hearing this, would forget their own suffering and feel sympathy for him.

It is really… better to be a pig than you.