Chapter 87 Begins

I resisted the severe pain from my tongue and hit the man on the cheek with a right hook with my hand stained with Du Xiaosheng's blood. This time he used the most force, and the man's face was half swollen in an instant, and the scream on his mouth has not stopped.

Recalling the previous scene when Du Xiaosheng wanted to speak to me, I became even more convinced that he knew that he could hurt this person with blood. However, he was resentful of himself for not being able to read his brother's eyes at the critical moment. The enemy has an opportunity to take advantage.

While I greeted this man with my fist, another mouthful of blood spurted out. This mouthful was obviously much less blood than the previous one, and it only caused blisters when sprayed on his hand, which was of little use.

Thinking about Du Xiaosheng's tortured expression in his hands, I felt a burst of anger, and the strength in my hands became uncontrollable. Finally, I punched him in the