chapter 267 Seeking one's own death

Weyland Light did not answer. Instead, he sat on the sofa opposite this group of scumbags, crossed his legs, and took out a cigarette. Zionic quickly leaned forward and lit the cigarette for him. call! Weyland Light took a puff of the cigarette, then held it in his mouth and looked at these scumbags indifferently, as if he was predicting their tragic death! The man with the big gold chain around his neck saw that Weyland Light ignored him and turned a deaf ear to his words. He instantly...