re.Xie Xie still moved, circling around Tang Wulin for three rounds before he suddenly darted out like lightning. Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass in front of him instantly opened, blocking all possible..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonrtunately, the members of both delegations were all quite formidable. Some politicians who usually appeared mild-mannered and polite suddenly donned high-tech mechas and took to the skies to join the...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon