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

mid-air chased after Tang Wulin and smashed towards him. 。The golden dragon claw rose and struck fiercely against the black cauldron. 。“BOOM——” The black cauldron shattered, breaking into five pieces..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonrly half of the military power of the Douluo Federation. 。At this time, the atmosphere within the Joint Command Headquarters was solemn. At the head of the table sat a tall, imposing man with deep-set...