C332 Terrifying Jiang Weimin!

Jiang Weimin had his back facing Yang Ping, as if he had thought of something, and a fierce battle did not occur. He did not move, but it was like a mountain stretched out in front of him, impossible to surpass.

The fatty felt the pressure of the aura and his chest as he looked at Jiang Weimin in shock.

Yang Ping sighed to herself. Although Jiang Weimin was an idiot