C1131 I Am the King of Hell

Cold sweat was dripping down Lin Fann's forehead.

A chill made Lin Fann forget the pain in his body, and spread from the soles of his feet.

Lin Fann had faced this fat man twice, but every time, he felt that this fat man had nothing to be afraid of. But at this moment, fear appeared in Lin Fann's eyes.

At this moment, in Lin Fann's eyes.

Next to the fat man who had never put on airs