Urban Dark Lord

Wang Zheng glanced at Shangguan Yunxiao's already unrecognizable corpse and then took a long, deep breath. Looking up at the sky, he could smell faint traces of blood and gunpowder in the breeze.,On the car's central console, Wang Zheng clearly saw a pair of exquisite sunglasses lying there.,Only when I reached 27 did I realize the value and importance of every moment, which indeed was rather late.。