C527 Woman You Are Playing with Fire

Zhu Xiaoming's expression was extremely cold. Fan Cheng's action of pressing on his shoulder was directly categorized as courting death.

If Han Jiuzhou hadn't given him a hand signal, Fan Cheng would definitely be lying on the ground at this time.

Fan Cheng, who was completely unaware of himself, continued to speak crazily, "I'm asking you where you are!"

Zhu Xiaoming looked at him in silence