Retired War God Yang

Wang Qiang wanted to change the direction of the gun, but it was too late. There was no fear in his eyes, only intense hatred and unwillingness.,Wang Qiang's bald head was like it had been washed, sweat constantly flowing down his head and into his eyes, only then would he blink.,Yang Chen didn't care, he smiled and stared at Wang Qiang and said, "Get up first!"。