C225 It Is a Light Price to Pay for Touching My Woman.

At this moment, Kong Yunzhou was also looking at him. The chill in his eyes was frightening.

"Drip, drip …"

Blood dripped from the sharp edge of the dart to the ground.

The left wrist was still held tight by the pigeon, and the whole hand was badly mangled from nailing the dart.

At the same time, the faces of the rest of the people in the bar turned serious as they saw Que 3000 walking in