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Pan Chang's fist was about to hit Lu Xin's handsome face, but unexpectedly, a heart-wrenching pain suddenly came from his wrist, as if he was stung by a wasp.

He quickly retracted his hand and looked carefully at the painful place on his wrist. There was a small red dot, which slowly swollen. It was really like a wasp sting, and it was like a common poisonous mosquito bitten by Jiangzhou. There was a little black thing inside the red dots.

It's winter now, and the doors and windows are closed tightly. How could there be wasps and poisonous mosquitoes? Pan Chang looked up at Lu Xin in confusion: "Boy, are you doing it?"

Lu Xin smiled coldly: "You have done too many unethical things by yourself, so you have some dirty disease!"

This sentence reminded Pan Chang. He looked down at the red dots on his wrist, which became more and more like signs of some dirty diseases. He couldn't help but tremble all over.

However, Pan Chang did not forget the task assigned by Wang Daming. He beat Lu Xin and threw it into prison. Wang Daming would have a reward of 100,000 yuan. It was too easy to get this 100,000 yuan. It would be better to beat Lu Xin early and send his crime to the detention center for conclusiveness, and then go to see a doctor.

Pan Chang raised his right hand again, clenched his fists, and smashed it at Lu Xin's handsome face.

Lu Xin couldn't help but shake his head slightly. He really won't die if he doesn't do anything. Pan Chang really remembers eating but not beating. He has to teach him a lesson.

Lu Xin used the superpower to control the tungsten sand on the ground and stabbed Pan Chang's fist.

Pan Chang's fist was halfway through, and a stinging pain suddenly came from the middle of his fist, which was unbearable.

He quickly retracted his fist and looked down. Another red dot looked exactly like the one on his wrist. It slowly became swollen. The black spots inside the red dots looked very clear.

Pan Changxin realized something, widened his eyes and glared at Lu Xin: "Did you stab me with a needle?"

Lu Xin sat upright on the chair and smiled coldly: "Let your dog eyes open and see clearly! I'm fine here, don't move at all. What needle should I use to stab you? Made, do you think I am the leader of the Oriental Sect who practices the Sunflower Book!"

Pan Chang did not see Lu Xin moving just now. The guy sat there calmly, motionless, and did not resist his fist at all, as if he knew that his fist could not hit him. This was not in line with the normal reaction of people, which made Pan Chang even more suspicious.

"Mad, fists are not good, I use my feet!" Pan Chang stretched out his right leg and swung his iron leather boots to kick Lu Xin: "Damn, I think your needle can pierce my leather shoes?"

His iron leather boots kicked Lu Xin hard, as if he could kick Lu Xin from the chair to the ground with just one kick.

Lu Xin sat steadily on the chair, motionless, and smiled coldly, driving the super power of gold control again, and the tungsten sand pierced Pan Chang's ankle again.

Pan Chang was wearing a pair of cotton socks, and the tungsten sand hit Pan Chang's skin through the gaps in the cotton socks again.

Pan Chang felt the heart-wrenching stinging from his ankle again. He snorted bitterly, withdrew his feet, pulled away his cotton socks, looked down and saw that it was still a small red dot, slowly swelling.

He looked up and glared at Lu Xin: "What the hell are you doing? Why does this kind of problem occur every time I attack you!"
Chapter completed!