"Stop!" When Shen Shaoqi walked out of Yinlong villa with several people, he was caught up by others. There are the dead men of giant League and the people in the Jianghu. They are all as light as a swallow. In a second, they surround four people.

Shen Shaoqi's Kung Fu is not high. When he ran down, he also had a layer of sweat on his face. The cold soul was still injured. It's good to run here. At this time, he turned white and panted a little.

"Hey, how can you hurry? The leader will be here in a moment. Let's finish and go." Talking about the bee...