Risong was stunned that day.

The blade reflected a cold light, stinging Narisong's eyes.

There was a trace of anger, unwillingness, and fear in his eyes.

Has death come?

However, there was no pain like the steel knife piercing his heart that he expected.

He only saw a black whip whipping over.

The whip, like a spiritual snake, twisted the steel knives and threw them out with force.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

While the steel knives were scattered on the ground, the whip was drawn back again.

The dozen or so men in black were whipped around, dodging left and right.

Wow, what a powerful whip!

That day, Ri Song's eyes flashed with excitement.

Someone grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up with a strong force. At the same time, a clear female voice filled his ears with teasing.
Chapter completed!