chapter 341 They really make me sick.

Tristan Lu stood there, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking at Lei Ming with a smile.

Lei Ming's eyes suddenly widened, and his first subconscious reaction was, what the hell?

He saw with his own eyes the blood spurting out of the neck, at least one meter high, but why was Tristan Lu standing there as if nothing had happened?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

He rubbed his eyes vigorously twice and confirmed again. Yes, the person standing there and...