The young man surnamed Situ kept his eyes fixed on the outside of the aristocratic private room, in the ring in the center of the arena, two boxers were fighting to the death, blood constantly splashing. There were many spectators around the ring, and people in suits and leather shoes sat on them, but at the moment they all had hideous looks on their faces, and they kept roaring. The young man's gaze never changed at all, he was like a monarch in the world, looking indifferently at the ants outside the glass window. His...

Chapter 113 of "The Fake Son-in-law" The tip of the needle is hitting Mai Mang, please wait a while,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!