C183 Wolf King

The old man looked at the little girl called Xia'er with a kind expression on her wrinkled face.

"The wound on your arm, are you alright? I don't know what it is..."

Chen Feng turned around and regained his seriousness. He played with the Dietary Capsule Revolver in his hand and maintained the state of pulling the trigger at any time.

"It's a small matter, no one will die." The old man