Saintly Gate Venerab

Looking at Chiang Chung-sheng again, his face was pale with blackening temples and a deathly aura all over him! The bad luck surrounding him has reached its peak!,These four men were all physically fit, with crew cuts and pistols holstered at their waists. They clearly looked like plainclothes soldiers!,"Mr. Chiang, if it were someone else, I, Jiang He, definitely wouldn't get involved!"。