Talk with your fists

No matter how much he hated Zhou Hao, he wouldn't give him a second glance.

"Hi, we meet again!"

Zhou Hao had just walked out when he met the middle-aged man who had warned him earlier.

She even took the initiative to walk over and greet him!

She didn't know why he was approaching her, and she didn't want to get to the bottom of it. It was impossible to get anything useful from her.

This middle-aged man had a tall nose, blue eyes, and a tall figure. He had a gentle smile on his face.

In this place, if you believed that the other party was a harmless person, then you were gravely mistaken.

Any one of them grew up to be numbed to killing people, and they had to face different dangers every day.

"We meet again!" Zhou Hao was not an arrogant person.

With a faint smile on his face, he greeted others in the most harmonious and warm way.

This was because the middle-aged man had warned him before!