Sun Wukong raised the stick in his hand high, his face was like frost, and a biting cold emanated from his body, and his eyes showed a trace of malice.

Although he can't kill the clown, Sun Wukong doesn't mind pounding him into a puddle of flesh and experiencing the pain that Hannibal has suffered.

In this scene of saber rattling and rivalry.

Hannibal shuddered, his legs clamped tightly, and his face turned a strange pale.

He remembered the previous ones

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