C157 Call qiang-ge

Zou Daming was completely dumbstruck, allowing Xiao Yi to slap his own face. A scorching pain spread out along his face.

Xiao Yi's slap was indeed ruthless, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down Zou Daming's forehead. However, Zou Daming's entire body could not move at all.

Clap clap clap clap clap sounds rang out in this old shop. Like a firecracker