C572 I Can Handle It

In the car behind him, Zhou Ye was holding onto his bloody arm with a pale face, almost fainting. Luo Xuan was too decisive just now. He crippled one of his arms before Zhou Ye could even react, and his arm was gone.

Ah!

The screams never stopped. Zhou Ye knew that he must be crippled. Without his arm, how could he concoct pills in the future?

However