C567 Master of the Eight Limbs

"Miss Huihui, let me accompany you. I know the way to go!" Qin Butong stood up with a good heart!

Lin Chen thought that Li Huihui's strength was stronger than Qin Butong's, so he didn't say anything else!

When they walked to the toilet, a short-haired man in his thirties suddenly appeared. He had a cigarette in his mouth. This guy was a little ugly, and his skin was a little dark