Wang Tingzi just finished in the clubhouse, and he lay in bed slowly aftertaste.

Wang Hanzi thought that Huang Mao's company would have to go out for a while, and Zhao Tiezhu's company would have to smash up almost as well. He seems to have seen Zhao Tiezhu hurt all over, crying and looking at the messy situation of his company.

"Ha ha ha..."

Wang Haozi couldn't help laughing at such a beautiful scene.

"You still laugh!"

Just then, Huang Mao rushed in with a group of people.

"What's wrong with you, dog?" Wang Langzi was shocked to see that his yellow-haired face was as swollen as a pig's head....