C711 Kick Him out of the Game

"Dang, you're courting death!"

So red. naked. Your uncle can bear the blatant insult, but your aunt can't tolerate it any longer.

Hearing this, Cheng Zhengyang angrily roared, his eyes cold. The right hand holding his wrist unconsciously increased his strength.

Deng Maocai felt a needle-like pain seeping into his bones, causing him to break out in a cold sweat