When the pupils of the yellow beard and the two black waiters were slowly enlarged, Yang Xiaocai shrugged his shoulders and sat back at the corner with his wine cup in his hand. He took a shallow taste.

His learning ability is quite strong, as long as he is interested in it, he can remember it at a glance, just like this shrug.

After killing three people in the blink of an eye, he didn't spill a drop of wine in the glass he held in his left hand, which proved that he didn't even use a tenth of his abilities.

The end of three people's lives, like the melody...