Tang Ling'er was caught in the air by A Lang's hand.
Her face turned red.
Her eyes were filled with fear, and her hands slapped A Lang's arm randomly.
And A Lang remained motionless, his eyes were cold as if looking at a corpse.
For the first time, Tang Linger felt that death was so close to her.
For a A Lang, Yang Fan is his God. Anyone who is disrespectful to him has only one end, death, regardless of gender.
"A Lang, worshiping our ancestors today is not good for killing."
At this time, Yang Fan said faintly.
"Bang." Tang Ling'er's body was thrown directly to the ground by A Lang, and said indifferently, "Go away."
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Tang Linger lay on the ground like a dead dog, coughing and breathing the air.
A Lang then turned to Hummer.
Tang Linger, as one of the e
