Chapter 431: Transmission Speed

fat man hung up the phone without waiting for Chen Ming to respond. 。Damn, every time I'm in Beijing, I only stay for a short while. These little punks in Beijing don't even recognize me, Old Fatty! 。... for ten years. During those ten years, countless elites had died at his hands. Ye Lang's combat power was unimaginable.If the Night Wolves make a move, dealing with Bai Feng will just be a matter of...