Qin Fan knew that the more he beat this person up, the more insane his ability would become, but he still beat him to death.
Others could not easily break the broken bones, but under his fists, they fell like a storm, and the sound of shattering could be heard.
Xu Zixiu spat out blood, and her face turned red. The gaze she used to look at Qin Fan was still as sinister and strange as ever. It was as if she had turned the pain into the energy of negative emotions. She smiled brightly and strangely.
"Ahem." Xu Zixiu woke up from the darkness once again. His smile disappeared and he muttered unhappily," This is the first time I've seen you so angry without going crazy. Could it be that the tomboy has developed a way to suppress your side effects?"
His expression was curious, and he strongly desired for Qin Fan to give him an answer.
