1166 fierce battle is coming


    "Drafting uncle, who!"


    A thin man''s cry rang out over there.


    "Did I just wipe the floor with him? Is it a thief? Give it to me... Ouch!"


    The scream of a thin man.


    Li Fan and some of them rushed over to have a look. A figure in a sweatshirt squatted there, one hand clasping the thin man''s throat, and could kill him at any time.


    Although he covered his head with a hoodie, Li Fan could still see that it seemed to be a girl''s figure