C411 Old Mottled Shoes with Studs

"You tricked me!"

"I'll screw you over!"

Ye Xiaofan held the cloth shoes that were 44 yards in his hands and stared at Shen Yan furiously. The moment he saw Shen Yan drink his liquor and open his mouth, he suddenly threw the cloth shoes that had a strong smell of salted fish out.

"Swoosh!"

The cloth shoes sliced through the air, leaving only the smell of salted fish