C217 Dragon-phoenix Counterattack

With the operation of the cutting machine, Bai Xing's forehead began to sweat and his tightly clenched fists began to tremble uncontrollably.

Opposite of him, Yan Lun was laughing sinisterly with two cold glints in his eyes, as if he had already confirmed his victory.

Liu Haofeng looked at him calmly as if it was none of his business. Actually, his heart was already sweating cold sweat