C788 Not Good I Have a Gun

"You … "You …" Wu Daohong was stupefied. Could this kid be a ghost?

Jiang Kaiping grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up easily. "Master Xiong, you think you can stop me from going home with your little tricks?"

"Hey, kid, what are you trying to do?"

"What is it? "What do you think?"

To be able to easily lift a person up