At the moment, I could only suppress my anger and nodded lightly.

Uncle Ya quickly said: "It's up to you, it's up to you!"

Luo Yan then made a gesture, and Wen Zou laughed, walked forward slowly, cleared his throat and shouted: "Yang Hao, I asked you to stop."

On the street, Yang Hao had turned into a bloody man. He raised his head and looked with a sinister smile.

There were shadows ahead, and everyone was retreating. There were even big men with trembling legs, and they all sat back on their chairs.

At this time, when he heard Wen Zou's voice, Yang Hao licked his bloody fingers, turned around and walked back.

when!

when!

when!

From the distant city, the twelve o'clock bell rang, and fireworks bloomed in the sky above the underground city.

Even at the Temple Street end, the ground was illuminated by fireworks.
Chapter completed!