chapter 145 I am Zhang Qinghu

The yellow-haired man leaned back and the back of his head hit the elevator wall, making a dent in it.

"Fuck him!" The yellow-haired man felt his nose getting hot and he wiped it with his hand, but it started bleeding. He was furious at that time.

Several other people took action.

Wei Xiaoqin was watching this scene in the corner with a gloating look on her face.

Hardy Wang was like a powder keg that exploded.

The fist is like a cannon, the elbow...