C1229 Xu Feng Attacked(1)

Qian Yaofa had a clear conscience. He had lived for so many years, and he was tired of living. It wasn't a pity that he could finally experience the feeling of stepping on someone under his feet.

"Enough!"

A fist was raised in the air, and a voice slowly came from afar. It was Xu Feng's voice. It carried a trace of dignity