lt;lt;Waste Material

The scar-faced man's grin widened, his large hand reaching towards Zi Da Hong's bright red bellyband.,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.。