Park Soo-hyun’s third uncle is named Park Jinpo.

Judging from his appearance, he was a tall and thin middle-aged man in his fifties.

There is no such thing as any master.

Park Soo Hyun smiled and bowed to Park Jinpo.

"Uncle San, please show it a little."

Park Jinpo nodded, looked around, and picked up the cup on the table.

The cup is a bone porcelain cup, which is very hard.

Pu Zhenpu's five fingers suddenly exerted force, and the bone porcelain cup was crushed.

It wasn't over yet, Park Jinpu put his palms together and rubbed them suddenly.

After letting go of his hand, the porcelain powder like fine sand sprinkled on the table.

"My God!"

Zhou Shan stared at this scene in disbelief.

Zhou Zihao also shrank his pupils and took a breath of air conditioning.

Rub your hands and you can rub the bone porcelain into powder. How powerful is it?

This method is simply inhuman!

"Haha, uncle, what do you think?"

Zhou Zihao sighed and said, "Eyes are open, eyes are open!"

Zhou Shan happily filmed this song.

"What a pity, the man below didn't see this scene, otherwise he would have been scared silly!"

Just after saying that, Chen Yu and his party entered the hall.
Chapter completed!