Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

uter space. But before Chen Ping could feel it carefully, his vision suddenly brightened!Chen Ping saw that he was already in a dungeon. All around him were prison cells made of steel bars as thick as...ster, this punch would obliterate a small hill. Who dares to take it head-on"Boy, you'll regret this..."Kuang Biao let out a roar and instantly rushed to Chen Ping's face, then with a whooshing fist,...