Chapter 145: The Fake Table

their masks, they looked just like three golden warriors.Three figures in black, their golden armor gleaming under the sun, began to emit three dazzling beams of light. All three beams converged upon... driver to pick you up..."At this time, a thin, somewhat gaunt middle-aged man with a pointed face walked over and spoke to Shen Mengchen."Uncle, didn't I tell you the time in advance How is it delaye...