There was a muffled sound from the stick, and the blood blurred his vision.
When he opened his eyes again, Lin Jianjun became an orphan in the courtyard house of the 1960s - his parents died early, his only uncle died in the line of duty, but the post and house left to him became the fat in the eyes of the whole hospital.
Jia Zhang's family kicked down the door and took over it, and the sound of moral kidnapping was harsh;
Silly Zhu's "justice" stick sent him to the gate of hell.
Little did he know that this stick awakened a completely different soul——
Let everyone with ill intentions...
It's okay to pull and hit people. . . . . .