Chapter 511 Blast-Force Pill
- Chen Haisheng slid down the wall like a dead mutt, limp as a rag. His breath was barely there, and his chest was caved in with a fist-sized dent—half his life spilled right there.
- The fight between Eric Goodwell and Chen Haisheng had looked messy, but it was over in a flash.
- “Boom!”