C30 Lich King

"Hur hur." Ren Feng curled his lips with a face full of disdain.

Flat-headed Man was instantly enraged, "Brat, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! "Go to hell!"

With a ferocious expression, he pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Intense gunshots came out, the bullet pierced through the hole, like a death god's scythe, it shot straight towards Ren Feng's chest