the life providence of the god of death

Rong Yan glanced at the simplicity and was frightened by the look in his eyes.

This guy really had the life of a god of death.

The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, clamoring and yearning to join the battle immediately.

……

After the meal, Feng nongtang was already drunk. He couldn't even speak properly and was also drunk. Fortunately, this was Feng nongtang's territory. The waiter directly helped them to Feng nongtang's Lounge.

During this meal, Feng nongtang said a lot, but Rong Yan felt that he didn't seem to have reached the main point.

It seemed that he didn't say what he really wanted to say.

In the car, Rong Yan asked Liancheng Yazhi, " "Don't you think that Feng nongtang didn't finish his sentence today?"