C558 The Final Trump Card

A roar filled the office.

Following that was a thunderous attack.

Ding Yileng made his move. His fist wind was like a sharp blade, and wherever it passed, even the air seemed to be split apart.

"Ai, you want to destroy me if you can't get me? You are too cruel. "

Ye Fan pretended to feel pain in his heart and blocked it with his hand.

The muscular man felt sorry for him