Yang Zheng squinted his eyes and stroked his beard, with a weird smile on his face: "You try?" I shook my head, sighed and said, "Don't be too ......" As soon as his hand was raised, a steel needle shot like lightning and went straight to his right eye. It's always a trick of mine, and people subconsciously think that the other person won't move their hands and that their bodies won't be defenseless when they're talking. I remember a fight in high school over a girl. Seal through the enemy ball Ji Feng is lonely, the other party is a school...

"Ghost Seal" Chapter 54 The smell of death is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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