C244 Chorea

Bar.

Dier Quan sat on the sofa and sipped some red wine. Next to him, a young man around 30 years old sat.

This youth looked ordinary, but as he sat there, his entire body exuded a cold aura. His eyes, in particular, were as sharp as knives against the dim background.

"Elder Brother Ming, how is it?" Dier Quan stared coldly at the back of Zhang Yang as he left. Then