C388 The Writer Was Bored

Tuoba Huang stood up and shook off the dust on his body as he laughed loudly at Jiang Bishi. His voice was filled with pride.

Jiang Bishi's face immediately darkened like dark clouds.

"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry!"

Tuoba Huang roared, stepped with his right foot, and his body instantly appeared in front of Jiang Bishi's eyes like a ghost, and kicked!

Without any mercy