On the balcony, Yang Ming, who was shrinking his head and shrinking his head, braked suddenly, and Zhuo Lun slammed into the wall, and before he could open his mouth and scream, Yang Ming had already covered him with his backhand.

After a long time, Yan Zhibin leaned down deeply, picked up the spoon on the ground, and his voice was as faint as a puff of light smoke: "Cunyuan!" We, fair play—"

'Whoosh......

Chapter 243 of "Listening to the Night Wind" Fair Competition is in the middle of a hand-to-hand fight, please wait a moment,

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