The condition has recovered by nearly 30%.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Han.

A smile appeared on his old face.

"Almsgiver Wang! This poor monk sends you to heaven as soon as possible!"

The young man in the distance saw this.

"Let's go! Let's go over and save his life. Let him owe me a life. This is also a good start!"

A few people are about to leave in one step.

Wang Han was lying on the ground, smoking a cigarette.

He reached out to his crotch and pulled out a large sniper.

With a flick of his hand, the folded sniper unfolded, and the black muzzle was facing Shihe.

"Old lamp!
Chapter completed!