C545 Qin Zhao Save Me

The short-haired Ah Si's kick was powerful and heavy. It gave off the impression of a dragon being kicked to death in the North Sea.

"Ah Si, don't hurt him!" When the short-haired man's shoes were only a few centimeters away from the drunkard's head, Kang Jie turned around and called out to him just in time. He turned the gun back and forth in his hands