Chao Shengjie's slightly twitching lips looked pale and bloodless, but he was still gasping for breath with difficulty.

Zhang He's knife didn't just pierce his chest.

He felt something else on the knife.

Chao Shengjie felt that his body was being violently eroded.

"Who the hell are you?"

There was a hoarse sound between the rolling throats, and the words spit out were faint and confused, making it difficult to discern

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