C258 Psychosomatic Expense

"Ai, this old man's abilities are limited. I'm afraid he won't be able to protect himself …" Old Man Wang sighed as he twisted his fingers.

Shu Xiang understood what he meant in an instant and burst into tears, "My Sixth Aunt, my Sixth Aunt! How did you get beaten to death by these black-hearted people …" "This bunch of black-hearted people with rotten lungs were killed by the heavens