"Whoop!"

Seeing Xia Tong leave with his attendants, I spit blood on the ground.

Two punches and a crutch!

That's the price I paid for playing Xia Rui.

Summer said it was just a lesson.

I knew he dared not do it too well. I hit his son and he couldn't really kill me. Anyway, I am also the speaker of two streets now. If he does too much, he can't explain to Ran Hong. Unless I continue to resist, maybe he will kill me.

And my brother was robbed of his forehead, and I couldn't resist.

"Grass!"

Yang Feng scolded and sat down on the ground with his buttocks...