C51 Stealing People

Wang Minghong had never thought that he would throw himself at a man, a man with an intimidating aura.

"Who are you going to sleep with?"

The man's voice was like a ghost, freezing the surroundings.

"Ah, a ghost!"

Zhan Shishen grabbed Wang Minghong's neck with one hand. If he exerted a little bit of force, Wang Minghong would lose his life.

Wang Minghong had grown a lot of fat