Lei Ge frowned and extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
As Xiao Feng said, those who were blindfolded and brought to this room rarely remain calm.
Could the judgment be wrong, is this kid in front of me someone with a background?
"Xiao Bajia?" Lei Ge squinted, as if trying to see through Xiao Feng's bluff.
Xiao Feng immediately replied, "Eh."
I have to say, being called "dad" like this feels indescribably wonderful; it's really comfortable!
Thinking this in his heart, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The buzz-cut young man who had been cooperating with Lei Ge's "acting" exploded on the spot: "What the hell you…"
With lightning speed, Xiao Feng swung his hands out and before the word "mom" could leave the young man's mouth, a strap from his wrist hit the buzz-cut youth's face.
"Smack!"
"Ahhhhh!"
