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.,"To cause trouble on Kage's turf, you really are overestimating yourself. Well, now, it looks like you've been taken care of by Kage."。