C812 Begging for Mercy

The way they looked at Lin Fan changed slightly.

Unconsciously, there was an even more indescribable reverence. Those who could play this kind of game were simply inhumane.

But Lin Fan was a wish. He looked at Wang Hui and then glared at him fiercely.

He thought that it was too late to take it back. When the yellow mud fell into his crotch, it would be either sh * t or sh * t