C644 He Was Assassinated Again
Upon hearing this, Zong Zheng's heart skipped a beat. He was sweating profusely and his face turned blue and purple. Could it be that this person really knows what I was thinking? Otherwise, how could he know what I was thinking so clearly? Could it be that he met someone in the same industry as me?! Zong Zheng Wangyou, who was suddenly thinking about something