C827 War Lord Has the Disease I Have the Medicine 17

Big brother, today is probably the last time we'll meet.

Zhan Beicheng looked down at him condescendingly.

Seeing "Zhan Siye" ignoring him, Zhan Beicheng's eyes were full of cold ridicule. He grabbed the person lying down.

The weight in his hands was much lighter.

"What? You're still …"

When he saw the face in front of him, Zhan Beicheng was like a rooster that had its throat pinched