C792 It's Very Possible

"What? You want to be the Savior again?" Pei Qiyang's face was gloomy, and his cold voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Who do you think you are?"

After beating Mu Weihuai up, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone. The last clear voice came, "Yang, you really can't get a gun without a model