C519 The Highest Level of Fighting

The moonlight was like a hook, but Ouyang Hao's expression was extremely ugly.

It was just after five o'clock and he had been wandering in the bathroom for more than half an hour. The agreement he had made had been cancelled due to his bad stomach for some reason.

Ouyang Hao held the bathroom door tightly with one hand, while his other hand was covering his still churning stomach