lt;lt;Waste Material

The scarred man was kicked hard off the bed, let out a cry of pain, and then stared at Li Qianzi in astonishment.,I was thinking of letting that scar-faced man kill them one by one, but I didn't expect this waste to have killed the scar-faced man first.,Nangong Yu's long and cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but re-examine the person in front of him.。