《边做饭边燥》无删减

On the ring, Zhang Daoyi closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhang Daoyi has lost his fighting ability. His face was pale, and there was cold sweat on his forehead. Not only that, there were fine beads of sweat everywhere on his cheeks and body, as if they were fished out from the bottom of the water....