C184 Halfway Ching Kou Jin

That was enough to make Zhang Laohu fall down, "Mr. Mo, what are you doing?" It was clear that Zhang Laohu was afraid of Mo Qiantiao's power, but Mo Qiantiao was already so rude to him. There was no anger on his face, only a look of deep confusion.

"What for? "What else do you want me to ask you for?" Mo Qiantiao waved his fist and punched Zhang Laohu's face. Zhang Laohu's face