C481 He Was Stabbed in the Back

"Shut up!" A handsome middle-aged man in his forties wearing a black windbreaker with a green beard shouted coldly, interrupting the unpleasant chatter around him.

The man habitually pulled on the black leather gloves and looked at Jin Shenggong. His eyes were filled with admiration and regret. An incomparably magnetic low pitched and sexy voice came from his similarly sexy mouth