"Ahhhhh!"
Zhang Shuai, who had fallen to the ground, let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.
But strangely, he waited for a long time and didn't feel like he was being hit.
A "thud" in Zhang Shuai's heart, could it be that he is... already dead?
He was someone who usually liked to read supernatural novels, so it wasn't surprising for him to think this way.
Tentatively opening his eyes, Zhang Shuai screamed again: "Ah!"
In his vision, a hand was steadily holding that box weighing over three hundred pounds.
This made Zhang Shuai even more horrified, not even the legendary Qilin Arm could be so exaggerated, right?
"Care to explain?" Xiao Feng looked down at him, speaking in a cold tone: "If the explanation isn't reasonable, it might fall and crush you."
"Don't... I'll talk, I'll talk." Zhang Shuai hurriedly said, "I was just curious and wanted to see what was inside."
Xiao Feng said expressionlessly: "And then?"
