chapter 158 Where are my glasses ===

The glasses of the man with glasses were as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, and his eyes were probably no less than a thousand degrees short-sighted. The glasses were blown off, and the scene in front of him was blurry in an instant.

Even grabbing the pulse gate of one of Xiao Ling's hands made him panic immediately.

Snapped!

Xiao Ling's right vein was blocked, and he slapped him with his left hand.

When the bespectacled man caught a glimpse...