C113 A knife that gathers speed like a ghost

Fifteen minutes to twelve.

Deng Fan raised his head and drank a cup of wine, then sat on the chair and did not want to do anything anymore. He only focused on observing everyone around him, because everyone here could be a fake face killer.

At this time, a sexy lady brought a cup of wine over to chat with Deng Fan.

"Handsome, I can tell that you're an only man