C913 Ding Yuanming Qilin Gang

My voice wasn't low, Ding Yuanming and a few of the people around him heard me clearly.

"F * ck, Zhang Gaoyuan, what kind of VIP did you say?"

"How dare you! You insulted your father! Today I will let you know why the flowers are so red!" Brothers, attack! "

Ding Yuanming waved his hand and a few of his brothers instantly came over to greet him.

On the other side