Chapter 87 Every Second Counts

by Hai Xian Guo Min De Mao 09:02,Dec 16,2020
Ping Du wanted to resist, but his hand was clamped and unable to move.

The next second, in the frightened eyes of Ping, a sharp fruit knife fell on his hand.

Instantly, blood gushed out, and half of his palm and four fingers fell to the ground.

Only a few pieces of flesh were still hanging on it.

"Ah!"

Ping screamed.

He held his bloody hand and knelt, wailing.

Panic was written all over others' faces. Some of them left, and some of them immediately...

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