C467 Immortal Jump

Zhu Shikun walked into the billiard room with an indifferent look on his face. There were more than ten young people playing billiard in the room. A few of them had tattoos on their arms. It was obvious that they were from the underworld.

When they saw a middle-aged man walk in, these young people all looked at Zhu Shikun curiously. However, this was Wang Biao's territory