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

ce softened by a few points, and a hint of a smile appeared. 。Yes! Yes! Uncle boss, I'm here for noodles again! 。This is my friend Tang Wulin. 。I miss your home's oil-soaked noodles so much. 。Get me t..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demoned into the air, flying onto Tang Wulin's shoulders. Her movements were graceful and stretching, full of beauty. Her toes tapped on Tang Wulin's shoulder, and her entire body spun again.This instantly...