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Chapter 77 A palm with twenty years of skill (5)(2/2)

"Damn..., that's amazing, Lao Luo, you're so naive that you can actually feel the pain."

Looking at the struggling Wu Xie, while the fat man admired Tilapia, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "You are naive, you are so naive, you really can't keep up with the heat even if you eat shit.

Everything has been taken out for you, and you only feel the pain now."

Waving his hand, Tilapia pretended to be modest: "It's not as powerful as you said. No matter how fast I am, I can't speed up the nerve transmission speed.

The reason why Wu Xie felt the pain only after he realized it was because the palm I hit on his belly was very close to the wound, which was still intact, and temporarily numbed the injured area.

It's like being slapped hard. Although it hurts at first, it's not unbearable. When the numbness passes, the real pain will show up."

Nodding, seeing that the membrane on the belly was shriveled, Zhang Qiling looked at the tilapia.

For some reason, Tilapia miraculously understood that look.

Shivering in his heart, Tilapia said in his heart: "Damn, I can actually understand Zhang Qiling's eyes, it's a bit scary.

After complaining, he forced a smile and said: "Don't worry, disinfect it, take two antibiotics, bandage it and rest for a night and you'll be fine."
Chapter completed!
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