y extended a hand.It seems that Watanabe Ichiro intends to defeat Chen Ping with his bare hands. In his eyes, Chen Ping's strength is not enough for him to draw his sword."Do you think you can defeat..."Old...Boss..."

Wang Hannan timidly called out!

The middle-aged man looked up at Wang Hanhan, a glimmer of lust in his eyes. He grinned and said, “Don't be nervous, I'm not going to eat you. Come sit here…”

A middle-aged man patted the sofa beside him and said!

Although Wang Hanhan was very afraid, she didn't dare disobey. She could only step by step move over and sit down next to the middle-aged man!

Looking at Wang Hanyan's fair skin and the scent of a young girl emanating from her, the middle-aged man's eyes became even more lustful!

Picking up the red wine in front of him, he poured two glasses and handed one to Wang Hanhann: "Come, have a drink with me..."

"Old... boss, I... I can't drink!"

Wang Hanhan didn't dare to answer!

"Practice makes perfect, so after drinking today won't I just get the hang of it"tantly.A buzzing sound, like the roars of a bloodthirsty beast, emanated from within the Dragon Slayer Sword.Zhi Shan looked at the Zhan Long Sword in Chen Ping's hand, feeling the aura it emitted. Hi...