Hearing Thunder's suggestion to compromise, the sinister smile on the corner of Eighty-Seven Lingwei's mouth widened even more.He laughed arrogantly for a while, as if he was the master of the moment, not the loser who fell into the hands of the thunder, and his rampant state was unobstructed."
Ugly boy, do you think you are still qualified to negotiate terms with Benwei" Eighty-seven Lingwei said with a cold sneer: "I know that you fragile ants have a fatal weakness, and that is the so-called feelings.Now that your companion is in the hands of Ben Wei, I control his life and death, and you dare not touch me at all" in eighty tdcssotchaterbarotgt,,; mobile phone reading,