C602 Zhao Xian'er's True Strength

"Girl dances a big stick, this is not too..." "Fuck you!"

Before Wang Xiaojian could finish his sentence, the iron rod in Zhao Xianer's hand had already been swept up by a violent gust of wind!

In order to prevent the iron rod from breaking the wall of the room, Wang Xiaojian had to extend his hand to block. However, when his hand came in contact with the iron rod