少林杀手:血钱

Although it is only the size of a finger, this piece of pizza has small knots of sausage, plus coriander, and is full of love. Everyone eats it happily, sucking their fingers dry in their mouths, and the Iron-blooded Demon stares at Ye like a thief. Qiu held the pizza in his hand, and everything he wanted to say was hung on his face....