C242 Free Meal

"Bam!" Mu Tian's leg was kicking the lower half of Ninth Level of Emperor. This move was getting more and more convenient. No, it was more convenient.

"Aooo …" A painful howl like that of a pig being butchered resounded through the entire restaurant, and the expert of Ninth Level of Emperor tightly clutched his lower body, rolling and howling on the floor of the restaurant. At this moment