Chapter 145: The Fake Table

n in the chest, his fist passing straight through the man's body and emerging from the other side. Blood dripped from Chen Ping's fist!The bald head stared with wide, unblinking eyes, his face contort...ury, relying on Zhu Zhishan's strength to escape.Seeing Chen Ping about to flee with a leap, Zhu ZhiShan didn't panic. Instead, a playful smile curved his lips!Chen Ping turned his head and saw Zhu Zh...