I don’t know whether it’s true or not, no wonder Wanshizhi said that I couldn’t find this person. I secretly wrote it down and then said, “Gangzhu.”

"I x your eight generations of ancestors!"

"Boy, you don't care about your trust! You...!"

Before he finished speaking, Brother Yu blocked his mouth.

The next second, the gang leader pinched his beer bottle and pulled it out hard!

The blade was pulled with one stroke.

Old Yang's waist suddenly trembled with his legs! His mouth was whimpering loudly!

Soon, it only takes dozens of seconds.

The gang leader was covered in blood and asked me with a smile: "Do you want it? I heard that this thing is a good medicinal material in folk remedies. These four of them are probably three or two."

Hurry away.

My lower body was as cool as if it was in the cold wind.
Chapter completed!