C409 A Signal Gun

When the warm blood splashed onto Qin Zhong's arms and neck, the violence in Qin Zhong's eyes had become completely active. Qin Zhong, who had been suppressing his humanity a moment ago, had now gone mad. It had been a long time since he had been so angry.

However, Qin Zhong knew that the most important thing now was Liejing's injuries. With his bleeding speed, In less than half an hour