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He had an ear in his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, and he spit out the scar-faced ear with a mouthful of mouthfuls and fell to the cold ground.
A bloody and distorted face, staring at the yellow hair hideously.
The knife in Huang Mao's hand collapsed in an instant, and a sense of fear that he had never felt before surged up from the bottom of his heart.
Looking at the 4 people lying on the ground, one of the scarred faces was bitten off by Li Tian alive The yellow hair of his ear was completely unreprimanded.
"You, you, you fucking kind. Huang Mao said as he retreated with a pale face, no way, he was afraid.
The other two beside him got up from the ground, but with fear in their eyes, they quickly helped Scarface, who was screaming and screaming, and another guy who was knocked unconscious by Li Tian to death, and slowly retreated.
But what about Li Tian, but with blood in his mouth and a hideous face, he roared there: "Come on, kill Lao Tzu." Come on the fuck. ”
A roar came out of his mouth, and he was covered in blood, and his whole body roared there like a wild beast.
The yellow hair over there is not an ordinary fear, but a complete fear from the heart.
Take your companions and quickly retreat.
Soon the yellow hair walked away with his own people.
And when they left, what about Li Tian? The bloodstained stick in his hand finally fell to the ground with a clatter, and suddenly his body was slashed several times, because of the excessive blood loss in his body, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground with a thud, and fainted.