There was a pinch of yellow hair on his head, a goatee dyed pink, nails and rings on his face, all of which were pulled down and dissolved into a gong, or at least two taels.

All over the body, as long as there is skin, there are all kinds of colorful tattoos.

When he was on stage, he walked crookedly, and his lower body shook twice from time to time, with a lewd smile on his face.

Zhang Chu aimed at such a thing, and felt that his patience had reached the limit.

Before the referee could announce the start of the game, he was going to kill the dog.

Parkinson's should be glad to be born in this era, if he had been in the past, he would have been sentenced to death if he was not guilty.

Body ......

"Crossing 1998: This Jinyi Guard is Crazy" Chapter 145 What are you saying, Lao Tzu doesn't understand It's hitting with your hand, please wait a moment,

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