chapter 142 This is the almighty

"Five breaths, twenty black iron beads, waste!"

Maurilio Julius continued indifferently, Insult, then let's see who is afraid of who!

Wang Han's expression was extremely ugly, and he snorted coldly: "Why should you be so proud of comparing your usual weapon with the weapon I rarely use?"

The people in the audience also shouted. Although Maurilio Julius's move did surprise them, it was impossible to shit and pee on Lingfeng's head.

"Two breaths, twenty black...