Gongsun Li turned his head and spit out a mouthful of old phlegm on the ground.

"Turtle grandson, Lao Tzu won't give you some color today, don't you know how many eyes Lord Ma has!"

Rolling up the sleeves of his suit, Gongsun Li rushed over and was about to do it.

Lin Yang stretched out a hand against Gongsun Li's head.

Gongsun Li's little fists flew away, and he couldn't even touch it.

A set of king's eight punches, all hit the air.

Lin Yang giggled, feeling like beating a child.

There was something strange about him, though.

This grandson is short in limbs, stiff in waist, weak in his hands, and rootless under his feet.

This is a small middle-aged person who is too ordinary to be ordinary.

The face is pitted, even if the face is like black charcoal, the pair of dark circles under the eyes......

Chapter 218 of "The Female President's Personal Strong Dragon" Gongsun Li is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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