Zhao Ping'an Qi works
Chapter 864
vomited, spraying a mouthful of black blood. The blood reeked of foulness.Then, the fist imprint on his chest gradually recovered, and the color of his lips also improved. He slowly opened his eyes."M...g or not!"Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!>>> Zhou Taishan remained calm and composed. The more anxious he was, the happier he became, shaking his head: "I'm not leaving for s...