rs of his narrow eyes are already covered with terrible red blood. The black trousers cut like blades ripples in a vicious arc with every step he takes. He is like Satan from hell, ferocious and terri...at you don't know that A Min can't put he Bing. A few days ago, A Ming spirit happened to be a little bit, and he learned from the mouth of those people next door that Tang and Yang had a grand weddin...