Mo Yan looks at the flying silver snake. There is no fear on his face. He snorts coldly. He takes out a small thing in his left hand and aims it at the head of the silver snake.
after I looked over carefully, I found that what Mo Yan...
Mo Yan looks at the flying silver snake. There is no fear on his face. He snorts coldly. He takes out a small thing in his left hand and aims it at the head of the silver snake.
after I looked over carefully, I found that what Mo Yan...