C61 Preemptive Strike

"Uncle Zhu, what kind of existence do you think this person is? Not only does he have such a cool machine, but he also has such a big move. "

Zhao Xian waved the tomato in his hand, his face full of curiosity.

His career had a deep respect for Zhuang Chen.

Uncle Zhu also did not know how to answer him. Such words?

He just stared blankly at the tomato in his hand