chapter 155 Blood on the finger, the devil descends

The fight in the boxing ring was intense to a certain extent.

The two men fought back and forth, and their punches and kicks seemed to be so fast that they could hardly be seen clearly.

Mikhail Tarasov expression gradually became solemn.

This book did seem pretty good to him, but to be able to force Wei Hu to this extent, it was absolutely impossible with just fists and feet. Could there be something else he hadn't discovered?

Qiu Shuting secretly hated and...