Urban Dark Lord

Wang Zheng took off his sunglasses and sat down casually on the sofa. He said, "Shangguan Yunxiao is dead. I killed him.",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.","What exactly are you trying to convey" Being stared at by Wang Zheng's hawk-like eyes made Ci Zhao Nan feel slightly disconcerted.。