Rapidly pondering various thoughts in his mind, his hand couldn't help but touch his left chest position, where, vaguely, the taste of pain was still coming from.
Ten days ago, he rode a cab, came to the South River Province, the result was really bad luck, a do not know where to shoot out of the stone, shot through the windshield of the cab, hit in his left chest, just a little bit short of hitting the heart area ah!
Ten days had passed, and the deep scar on his left chest was still there, and the wound hadn't even completely healed. Even when he found an old friend of that old undead man back then and purchased two healing talismans from him at a high price, it didn't even allow the wound to heal.
Looking at this smiling ancient martial arts expert Chen Qiang in front of him, Yang Tia
