C392 Fierce and Fierce

"Fuck him, fuck him. . . "

Finally, he found a punching bag. He lowered his head and called out to the cripple. The two of them simultaneously pounced from behind.

At that moment, Zhao Xiaoming's heart was beating fast. He was covered in sweat. When he suddenly saw the person behind Huang Guzhu, a bad omen flashed through his mind. He immediately closed his eyes nervously.

However