C1142 CHAPTER1142 THE PRICE OF MARTIAL ARTS

Sam Moreels's head was also full of black lines. Why did he feel like he had entered a den of thieves?

This operation was becoming more and more mysterious!

At this moment, the matter of Sam Moreels choosing his mentor was basically decided...

The students looked at each other and sighed.

"Sigh... It was a pity that Big Boss Sam was considered a genius of his generation