"Get out of my way! Grass him? I'll see when he can be arrogant! "

looking at his bloody ears, Zhao Liangsong opened his hand to cover his ears, snatched the iron bar from the hand of a nearby person, stared at Miao Xin, waved the stick and smashed it on him.

"coming! I'm biting your father! "

Zhao Liang is like a madman under the madness. He is selflessly waving his stick on Miao Xin's body and dancing on his head.

people around looked at Miao Xin's miserable appearance and couldn't help but spit.

"ha ha! Damn, I have the ability to loosen my rope and compete with me...