Chapter 95: The Seams in The Wall
Being handed a couple of unwanted black eyes by Kenta, Bai Yan felt as if his body was like a thick spread of paste, and right now, there certainly wasn’t any good place left.
Under his wrath, Kenta’s hits became heavier and heavier.
Maybe it was because she heard the yells inside Bai Yan’s heart that after half a minute, Ye Shangyu finally retracted the hand she stuck into Jina’s ghostly face.
She took off her coat, tightly encasing Jina’s face. Sure enough, since the ghostly face on the back of her head had already been taken care of, leaving the ghostly face out while choking Jina wasn’t a mistake.
Ye Shangyu then hesitated for a split second before dunking Jian’s head into the pot of hot congee, half-fastening the wooden lid.
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Seeing as how Bai Yan still had the energy left to talk, Ye Shangyu’s arms hugged her chest, standing there like a cool-eyed bystander, letting the large black man beat him to a pulp.
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