Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

eart, how could this guy not even release his martial soulAt that moment, he saw Tang Wulin's fist.Tang Wulin's punches were plain and unremarkable, lacking soul skills or even fluctuations in his sou...ped itself upwards, directly encircling the thug and throwing him out of the train car. 。The crisis is not over yet, now is not the time to be soft, dealing with the current situation requires decisiv...