chapter 151 Jiang Wuming’s strength

The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.

At the door of Loulan's box, Wang Zhisheng, Ye Rui, Song Chenglong, and Liu Hu stood motionless, their faces full of shock, like four vivid stone sculptures.

Just now, Jiang Wuming didn't say a word nonsense to Wang Zhisheng, and directly cut off Wang Zhisheng's hand, which shocked them.

At this moment, they had just recovered from the shock, and Jiang Wuming asked Wang Zhisheng to kneel down...