C69 Kick
"I... "I just …" Under that kind of gaze, the fat man didn't know how to explain himself.
"Hmm?" Zhang Yang revealed a cruel smile as the fruit knife in his hand spun in a blur. "You'd better tell me quickly, otherwise, you will die a beautiful death."
Zhang Yang walked up to the tall man, stepped on his ankle and said, "You're not allowed to sleep
