This man is about two meters and five meters tall. He is wide and broad. His face is very rough with a beard. Lin Fenglin just reached the shoulder of this man, and that sharp one is more like Lin Fenglin.

seeing this man appear, Zhang Rui didn't have the respect for elder martial brother that Lin Fenglin thought. However, he put his arm around this man's shoulder directly before the normal change, "Hey, elder martial brother, is master still drinking?"

he took a sip of saliva at the corner of his mouth, which was almost the same as a drunkard!

bang!

a crooked finger flicked on Zhang Rui's forehead....