C1056 Pu jie

Domineering! Powerful! Cold!

That was about the feeling the hoarse female voice from room three brought to the crowd.

This kind of feeling was too strong.

If this continued, everyone would feel that something was amiss.

Separated by the private box, Xu SanShao's face began to tremble violently.

He had slapped himself in the face.

His face was swollen from being slapped