As he said this, he zhehan knelt on the ground, but his eyes were almost inaudible as they fell behind Lin Hanxing.
He saw a strong man enduring the pain and picking up the steel pipe. He was silently approaching Lin Hanxing and Jiang Xibao, who had their backs facing him.
He zhehan looked like he was begging for mercy, but he was secretly happy.
The next second, his eyes widened in horror!
Just as the burly man was about to approach Lin Hanxing with the steel pipe, he saw the woman who had been sitting facing him suddenly stand up. Her movements were smooth and beautiful as she lifted the wooden chair and swung it in the direction of the burly man!
With a loud bang, the wooden chair broke into pieces.
As he zhehan's only hope, the burly man fell to the ground with blood spurting out of his forehead.
&Quot; he zhehan, you've worn out my patience. &Quot;