red out these questions, he wasn't ready to kill him. 。Up close, this fellow's skin is black, but not as dark as other Black people. It's more like a deep brown, probably mixed race. 。Although it hurt...It is late autumn now, with withered branches covering the ground. A gust of wind sends a shiver through the air, and the scene is filled with desolation.

Ye Fan couldn't believe his eyes. The man in front of him was actually the head of the Ye family, Ye Wuming. He was the old man's uncle, and because the old man took good care of himself, he didn't look much older than fifty. But Ye Wuming had completely turned white with age. Compared to when Ye Fan first met him, he looked much more decrepit.

Ye Fan at this moment didn't know what taste was in his heart, a certain fiber deep within him seemed to be touched. He knew that if the old man were here right now, he would probably be crying tears of joy...gly. In his eyes, Fatty was merely thrashing about in his death throes; nothing he did could change his impending fate.Most people who shared the same ideas as Tie Xiong were all over the place. Now t...