C63 The Rice Bowl Was Broken
Chen Feng sat down on the spot with utmost sincerity. In front of him, all kinds of black iron revolver were placed, and he shouted out loudly.
The old man beside him had completely lost his elegant and dignified bearing. His face had almost turned green, and his mouth was wide open, as if he had gone mute. He couldn't speak a single word.
Only his mouth was wide open