On the Black Tiger Platform of the East China Sea Underground Forces Quartet Alliance, it was unexpected that the first offensive was a sportswear, innocent-looking, harmless thunder culvert. A simple sentence or two seemed to be a joke, but with the help of force, it had the effect of four or two sets of kilograms, even in the face of Song Liangjun and the distant Han Feng invisibly, but vigorously fanned the relentless two. A slap.

What's more amazing is that the other party can't do anything at all, because although Lei Zihan is a deacon of the Black Tiger Gang, he is like a piece of white paper. Perhaps...