C1251 What a mess

Xiahou Jiankang's face sank, and said with a fake smile: "Brother Zhou, what do you think I want to do, do you still not understand?"

Zhou Deqi really did not understand, but he understood Xiahou Jiankang's character, and he would not stop until he had achieved his goal: "I don't know what you want to do, and I don't want to know either. If you want me to help you kill them