Zhang Juncheng's face was as pale as it could be.
He could distinctly feel that his body was completely out of his control!
"Crack!"
He suddenly heard the sound of bones breaking!
He hurriedly lowered his head and found that his hand had twisted three hundred and sixty degrees!
His hand was broken!
His eyes were filled with terror, and he screamed out loud, but he found that no sound came out.
Who could tell him what on earth was happening.
"Crack!"
Zhang Juncheng's other arm was also twisted, and a heart-wrenching pain hit him!
"Ah! Why, who can tell me why!"
Suddenly, his gaze caught onto something, staring intently at Ren Feifan in the distance.
He noticed that the other man had a cruel smile on his lips, with eyes as calm as ever!
He was sure this was all done by that man!
It must be this man!
"What the hell did you do to me?"
Zhang Juncheng practically roared.
