Retired War God Yang

All eyes turned to Yang Chen, their faces filled with terror. At some point, a small stack of playing cards had appeared in his hand, which he now flipped and tossed constantly.,Wang Qiang's bald head was like it had been washed, sweat constantly flowing down his head and into his eyes, only then would he blink.,Although they were afraid of Yang Chen, they wouldn't submit to him like Wang Qiang did.。