"You dare to offend Lin...Sir, just wait for death."

Jiang Puze snorted coldly.

Leave with your hands.

Leave Yu Binghai with an extremely wonderful expression.

"Grass, what's the matter?"

In the end, Yu Binghai cursed inwardly.

But after scolding, Yu Binghai's face became heavier.

Through Jiang Puze's attitude just now, he clearly realized that this time, he might have hit the nail on the head.

Stop revenge.

Now he is even more confused about Lin Bei's identity.
Chapter completed!