"You... Don't you have a face, bastard!" Xue Ziheng looked toward the fire. Where did he think that he had hit the blade of the day? Now it's all right. The blade has fainted in the daytime. By this time, the white mother had gone crying to hold the edge of the day and called for an ambulance.

"Don Shao, let me kick him to death!" Xue Ziheng said directly, staring fiercely at him.

"Come on, I'll kick it myself, I'm afraid you'll kick him to death, and then it's not easy." Tang Yu said playfully to the fire.

"You - Find Death!" At this time, Xue Ziheng could not...