C613 Night

A few people from the bathhouse rushed forward, and the corner of Fong Biao's mouth curled into a cold sneer as he picked up the towel and hit the people from the bathhouse.

The man on the ground moaned and groaned. When he got up, the water in the bathhouse had turned black. After washing up, he was much cleaner than before.

At this moment, even Fong Biao himself looked much more energetic