loped in an eerie atmosphere.The driver smiled: "I knew it, you don't look ordinary. You must be from a wealthy family. We drivers rely on our instincts!"To tell the truth, Zhao Ping'an lacked vision....Chapter 163

Everyone was unwilling, but they had to leave.

>irty-Six Styles of Freedom, Thunderous Freedom!"Click!He raised his hands, a fist-sized sphere appearing in each palm. He held them high and continuously launched the spheres towards the Bashak!Hello!...