Urban Dark Lord

On the car's central console, Wang Zheng clearly saw a pair of exquisite sunglasses lying there.,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.","If you think I'm wrong, feel free to refute me. But I advise you, now that I'm here, I've come fully prepared." Coldness radiated in Wang Zheng’s gaze.。