C299 Entomophagy

The man had brown hair and looked a little like a half-breed. He looked quite lazy, but his strong self-confidence was not something that a popinjay like Zhan Ming could compare with.

"You want to stand up for him?" I said slowly.

Suddenly, Qian Bing's expression turned unnatural. She whispered in my ear, "Let's go. Hurry up and go."

"Want to leave?" Brother Mu, help me break his legs