Xiao Huo

As soon as he woke up, he realized that his right hand was stiff and weak. His entire arm was covered in a layer of plaster, and the bone-breaking pain came from his arm.

Jiang Hu discovered that he only had a fracture in his right hand, but his whole body seemed to be seriously injured.

Recalling how he was sent flying by Jun Mohuang's punch, Jiang Hu's face trembled and he gritted his teeth.

He, Jiang Hu, called himself a little tyrant, but he was actually sent flying by a little girl in front of everyone. Where would he put his face?!

Jiang Hu could not suppress his anger and habitually slammed the table with his right hand.

Jiang Hu's face contorted in pain.

"Your arm is fractured in eight locations. If you don't want this arm anymore, you can continue to move it as you please."

A young man sitting beside Jiang Hu glanced at him unhappily.