Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

hammer heavily smashed onto the edge of the heavy silver ingot."Bang!" The tungsten steel hammer rebounded with a sound, and the silver sank slightly.Tang Wulin's beautiful eyes almost lit up at the..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon hands clasped together, in an instant, everyone had a feeling of sparks flying. 。A flash of intense satisfaction crossed Dai Yun'er's eyes, hmph! You bastard, dare to shake hands with Big Brother Lo...