A distance of one hundred meters is just one breath for Wang Ling!

Wang Ling clenched his fists, with an extremely cruel smile hanging on his lips.

"Boy, thank you for your 10 billion US dollars!" sneered.

At the same time, Wang Ling's fist hit Zhang Fan's chest!

It was at this moment that Zhang Fan's eyes turned sharp!

A gleam of cold light bloomed from Zhang Fan's eyes.

Raise your hands! Fashion!

The leaves on the ground suddenly rose upward.

"You're welcome!"

Zhang Fan's palm directly cut into Wang Ling's fist.

Head-to-head!

who is afraid of who!

The speed is extremely fast!

Almost in an instant, Zhang Fan's palm and Wang Ling's fist collided.

"Crack!"

An extremely clear sound suddenly exploded!

At the same time, a ball of blood mist exploded in the air!

Seeing this scene, Mr. Long's heart suddenly stopped.

Whose blood is it?
Chapter completed!