Chapter 420: Medanzo's Battlefield_2

Peng Xianzhi was not surprised to see this person and paused slightly, letting out a cold snort with his cane.

Zhou Zhu glanced at him and walked over with displeasure, complaining, "That damn brat is even doubting me. If it were 500 years ago, I would have slapped him already."

Yuan Rong was smoking, rolling his eyes, "What the hell has it got to do with me."

"A father's fault for not teaching his son, we have a big enemy to face, yet we're fighting among ourselves? What a disgrace. If your ancestors saw this, they'd be pissed enough to come back to life," Zhou Zhu chided.

"Then let him come back to life quickly. Whoever wants to clean up this mess can go ahead. I'm a dying man, I really can't handle it," Yuan Rong said with an attitude of a dead pig not fearing boiling water, casually tossing his cigarette butt, and coughing out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

The bloody phlegm fell on the sandy ground, its color very pale.

"Injured?"