C129 Platform of death

Inside Wang Yu's villa, there was an L standing on the chopping board, meticulously cutting the steak. However, this guy's marksmanship was accurate, but his knife skills were not that good.

"Now what?" Wang Yu sat in the living room, holding his red wine cup, which was still filled with cola.

"Don't think that I would be willing to follow you just because you want to eat steak