"Does anyone doubt it?" Ye Cheng raised his arm and asked, sweeping toward Weidong with black eyes and cold eyes, gently spitting out a word "kill" from his bent mouth.

The ordered men did not hesitate to shoot at the people on the stage, totally ignoring the madness of others, so that people have no time to think about other things, it is important to escape.

Ye Cheng, disguised as a black doctor, touched his head in a cloud of smoke and rushed to the leader standing there, clasped his neck and fell directly from the collapsed pit. He had too many questions to ask.

"Damn, what the hell are...