At the entrance of the Ma City First Detention Center, a young man in a worn white shirt stood there, looking around blankly.,In my previous life, I, Qin Lang, could only watch helplessly as Qin Chuan closed his eyes in pain on my father's deathbed. This lifetime, I, Qin Lang, will exhaust every effort to pull you back from the clutches of the King of Hell!,Zhang Wentian shamelessly grabbed Wang Yang's arm and pouted, coquettishly saying.。