C32 Fast Fist Sun Fei

Chu Xihee walked into the bar. In the bar's environment, there was no difference between day and night.

There were dim lights, colorful balls, jarring music, and a bunch of people who were all drunk. Chu Xihee attracted a lot of attention the moment he entered the bar.

His tall and straight posture, clean black windbreaker, indifferent handsome face