C325 Puncture

"So that's how it is!" Zhou Cann laughed excitedly and waved the mop in his hand again. This mop had probably just been soaked in water and water droplets flew everywhere when it was swung, even a few drops of water fell on my face.

"Hahaha …" "This is a mop that has just been dragged into the washroom. How does it taste?" Zhou Cann closed in on him like a ghost