C831 Treponemal Apoplexy

"F * ck, how dare you laugh at me, f * ck off!"

The baldie did not know what to do. Even at this time, he still could not see the situation clearly, so he swung his fists and punched Cheng Zhengyang in the chest.

"Baldie, are you still courting death?"

"Clang!" Cheng Zhengyang raised his hand and gently smashed the spear shaft against the baldie's head