C164 A feast is still a feast of blood

Under the burning gazes of everyone present, Tu Shanhu laughed heartily, his heroic spirit soaring into the sky. His entire body naturally emitted a heroic and heroic aura.

From start to finish, Tu Shanhu had not even taken a single proper look at Deng Lao Wu. The contempt in his words was self-evident.

In the hotel lobby, silence reigned. Of all the Underground Emperors in the entire province