C767 Darkhell Sick Young Master 08

"Let him go!" One of them was stern, and carried with it the powerful aura of a person in power.

Joy appeared in Mo Zhu's indifferent eyes as he turned his head to look at the Eldest Young Master.

"Big brother?" Jiang Wende replied. Although he trembled for a moment, he was not afraid when he saw that Jiang Yong was actually in a wheelchair.

The hand holding Black Bamboo tightened even more