C377 I'm Sorry

Xiao Ling looked at Duan Puhee, whose face looked like the liver of a pig. He had no intention of giving him face. He said indifferently, "The time starts now. Ten, nine, eight. . . "

Duan Puhee gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. The veins on the back of his hands bulged. He turned around and left the venue quickly.

"Done