r headquarters, Qing Dao Night Club. Throughout the whole ordeal, Fatty just sat there eating chicken legs, looking quite pleased with himself as if he didn't care at all. Lang Si, on the other hand,..."Mom…" Shan Shan leaned her head against Auntie Zheng's embrace, her eyes were slightly moist and she choked back a sob. (.) Holding onto her mother's hand, she could feel the callouses on top. Those hands used to be so delicate, yet for her education, they had aged prematurely.. He seemed to have just casually raised his hand, without even aiming, but just such an inconspicuous action managed to kill a C-class warrior with a single shot!Everyone below him changed color. Thi...