Thirty-ninth range works

Chapter 1213-Tool Man No. 22

    

ments. I not only fell, but also twisted my waist. Who are you going to reason with "Li Deyang's mouth whipped right into the wound that was being sterilized, and his aching face was twisted."you. Who...ening."the middle-aged man walked slowly to Mr. Jing, took the walkie-talkie from him, pressed the button, and spoke faintly:"Hello, Asahi Seven Night""should I call you Mr. Jing, or the young master...