Urban Dark Lord

"Old Sheng, Qiangzi, brothers, did you all see this" Wang Zheng stood quietly, gazing at the sky with his thoughts racing for a long time without speaking.,Chu Zhaonan's eyes became sharp, his body immediately tensed up: "What do you mean by that",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."。