1166 fierce battle is coming

"Drafting uncle, who!"

A thin man's cry rang out over there.

"Did I just wipe the floor with him? Is it a thief? Give it to me... Ouch!"

The scream of a thin man.

Li Fan and some of them rushed over to have a look. A figure in a sweatshirt squatted there, one hand clasping the thin man's throat, and could kill him at any time.

Although he covered his head with a hoodie, Li Fan could still see that it seemed to be a girl's figure