chapter 611 If you want to blame it, it’s also your fault

Just looked at Michael over there, holding Scott's neck with one hand and lifting him up. Scott's hands were severed and he was covered in blood. He was struggling wildly and his eyes were bulging, almost falling out of their sockets. He couldn't hold it any longer. But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from Michael's iron grip. As for the surrounding people, they were already overwhelmed. Those were all the elders and elite disciples of Fapen Island. No one could get up, and...