Chapter 690:

him. Not even a concealed one.The bullet had punched a row of holes in the tree, and those bullets less than one centimeter apart from each other grazed past his ear, leaving a red mark that numbed wi...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！edals, if I say, "Dear readers, this month I'm aiming for the rankings; please send me some gold medals," it might be less annoying to my reader sisters. I believe many would gladly donate gold medals...