Urban Dark Lord

At this moment, even if Wang Zheng used ordinary bullets, he could have ended Shangguan Yunxiao's life!,Wang Zheng lightly played with his sunglasses, then threw them onto Chu Zhaonan's desk and said, "Tyrannosaurus’ high-end custom-made sunglasses are indeed very good.",Chu Zhaonan's body had already gone limp in the chair, having no strength to even move!。