The Heavenly Eye Gho

When Wang Ming suddenly saw him walking over, he stopped short. His hands instinctively tightened on his school bag strap, appearing somewhat nervous and afraid.,To tell you the truth, Wang Ming at this moment looked quite disheveled. He was wearing a t-shirt that was dirtier than something you'd find in a trash can – it was stained and wrinkled. Even from afar, you could smell the stench of sweat emanating from him.,In less than three minutes, he finished a large plate of fried rice and, after patting his belly contentedly, leisurely went back.。