C452 Conflict

"Bang!"

Bogdan threw the cup in his hand onto the ground with all his strength. His face was filled with helplessness and sadness.

Although many years had passed, the reverence in Bogdan's heart was still there.

The reverence in the entire gang had never changed.

This kind of strong attitude carried an indescribable sense of dominance and sadness. Every time Zhang Xiaodong tried to change it