Ye Chengba stared at the old man. Is this a reverse play? First of all, thank you very much, and then knock down with a hammer and kill you, as if to say, because you have done so many good things, so I killed your meaning, then think about, this good thing is done or can not be done? "Master, I'm not mistaken!"

No matter how Ye Cheng wants to relax, but looking at the old man's chaotic eyes, the falsehood has to be believed.

Without saying anything, the old man rushed out of the corner where he was sitting. His dry fingers were like two sharp knives piercing Yecheng's...