"Oh..."
Fan Peng opened his eyes in a daze. In front of him, other than a faint yellow light, he could only see his fingers.
Just as he was about to get up, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his abdomen that struck his bone marrow and soul.
"Motherf*cker, you've opened a hole in me! Don't let me catch you, or I'll break your teeth one by one!" Fan Peng cursed.
Fan Peng's stomach was torn open, and blood gushed out like rain, flowing down his thigh to the ground. If it were an ordinary person or an assassin of the same level, they would have fainted from such a large amount of blood loss.
However, Fan Peng's physique was different from ordinary people's. At the same time, he had also learned an extraordinary passive skill. In the dark, he could absorb dark energy and turn it into blood to recover. That was why Fan Peng was spared from death.