C138 Demonic tree six hair-raising industry chain

Zhang Tengyue was an old man in his sixties. He was lean, had a wrinkled face, and his old eyes were somewhat cloudy. Seeing that the village chief and a police officer had come to find him, his expression did not contain even a trace of surprise.

"You came." Zhang Tengyue greeted everyone indifferently, "Come, sit, sit."

"Zhang Tengyue