C279 Old Hua's Death

The middle-aged man curled his handsome lips, held her with one hand, and took off his sunglasses with the other. . .

Under the sunglasses, the man had a handsome face carved from a divine axe. His thick black eyebrows were full of a domineering aura. A pair of dark eyes that contained a smile could not hide his wild ambition and ruthlessness. Time did not leave a mark on his face