C501 Chang Shun

Luo Tianpeng suddenly laughed. He was already a middle-aged man in his forties, but he was still in his twenties. However, he had to disguise himself to look like a young man. He had to pick up his machete and experience the hot-bloodedness of his youth once again.

This was probably the last bit of madness, right? He thought for a moment, then put his fist down again. For someone like him