chapter 278 Forty-five bricks

Crash! Just at the moment when Han Jiulin's iron fist clenched tightly with explosive force. All the blood flowing from Zhou Yiming's legs rose out of thin air and turned into a ball of blood, covering Zhou Yiming's mouth and nose! The blood clot was like glue, sticking tightly to Zhou Yiming's mouth and nose and flowing back into him! It was like diving into water, his lungs were choked, his mouth and nose were blocked, and the feeling of suffocation made his eyes widen and he could...