"You are Lei Jiaming?"

Jiang Beichen frowned.

"I heard that you slapped my sister today?"

Jiang Beichen stared at Lei Jiaming coldly with his eyes.

For some reason, Lei Jiaming felt as if he was stared at by a wild beast, and instantly felt like he was cold all over.

But when he thought about this scene, his territory, and his people inside and outside, what's scary about him?

I couldn't help but sneer.

"I remembered it, but today I beat a little bitch, but I didn't expect it to be your sister.

Then you should feel honored. My master's hand is known as the hand of Kato Eagle. The girls who have been touched by me are more likely to be raised!"

Lei Jiaming said sarcastically with a joke, without any nervous feeling at all.

Haha! Everyone was amused by these words on the spot, and the group of young men were laughing and leaning back and forth.

There was only one person who didn't laugh, and it was Lu Chang, but he was lying on the sofa and shivering.

My heart was so cold that I thought you could laugh. It was really a big show on Wangxiang stage, a group of ghosts who didn’t know how to live or die.

Sure enough, Jiang Beichen's face slowly turned cold, and he walked outside with his hands behind his back.

Only one sentence was left for Zhao Qun.

"I just laughed and dragged it to the corridor!"
Chapter completed!