C242 A Ten-minute Bet

"Let go of me, bastard. You must be with them." The woman wanted to grab Zhang Xiaoloong's face like crazy, but Zhang Xiaoloong's arm was longer than hers. No matter what, it was not enough. Instead, it looked very funny.

The reporter on the other side was unhappy again. "No matter what, let go of that woman first. As a man, you go and bully a woman weaker than you..."

"Let go of her