"When, when..." The people of the Okawa Club were reluctant in their hearts, but they had no choice but to throw away the weapons in their hands.

"Let Gaocangjun go, we can let you go safely!" Someone shouted.

As I expected, this son of a bitch is the head of these birds. Ye Cheng sneered.'Let me let him go? Then I'll let it go!" No one knows better than him that the short knife just cut into the stomach of Takakura Tortoise. He doesn't know how many intestines he has cut off. Even if he lets go, he can't live.

Ye Cheng lifted his leg and kicked him out according...