like a face with the vicissitudes of life

Only a few years, I left the arena of martial arts, do not even dare to cry Tun Town, and really, it's not Tiger Hill, the monkey, when the king! Wu Yi-fan and pulled out a lit cigarette, his eyes locking with the stranded gas smoke slowly, like a face with the vicissitudes of life, "said the voice as flat as a pool of stagnant water. Participants were shocked. All eyes are all gathered in two of them who are secretly to guess.

No matter who you are, who dare not think of a song person contradicts Wu least. You know, the days of the Northern Song few years, the town bully, intimidate usually met with local bandits who are afraid of losing to a good for nothing but his hands also in charge of a bar, a nightclub, he is a medium sized clubs, famous people can be seen, not to mention his family in the north is also extremely unusual day, the boss of the presence of these places of entertainment as much as ten times be difficult.

Song to watch the little face with dismay, Wu Yi-fan, more than ten seconds, again and still laugh, cattle, I have quite a few years so that nobody would dare talk about me! He pulled out a cigar in his mouth, light selfish. Wu Yi-fan, you ... ... You Xiwen finally recovered, he still has not noticed the other arm around his right hand, but saw little in front of the song, looking a bit changed, hastily whispered warnings.