C1339 The Devilish Child Apocalypse

That painted red fingernail was two centimeters long, and it went straight for Lin Feng's face. If he got one, it would probably not be much weaker than the legendary Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

When Little Fatso, who was lying on the ground, saw his mother charging towards him like a crazed maniac, he sobbed and gave her a vengeful and cold look. It was just like that. This time