"It's not good, the boss is poisoned, ...... soon"

The brothers of the Golden Dragon Gang saw Yang Heishan fall to the ground and immediately rushed over.

"Boss, Boss......"

Several followers helped Yang Heishan and shouted anxiously.

At this time, Yang Heishan only felt a splitting headache, and he didn't have any strength in his body, as if his hands and feet were no longer his own, and he was not controlled at all, he knew that he must have been poisoned by the Oriental ghost.

"Brothers, brothers, no, don't let him go, let him go,......