A big devil with a mushroom head...

Although the monkey was very powerful, there was no way to meet this big devil with a mushroom...

Compared to this monkey, the strength of this great devil is too strong...

As long as you stretch out a palm, the monkey will have nowhere to escape. Even if the monkey escapes to a very far, far, far, far, and far, it will eventually be suppressed by the other party...

And now, Richard felt very sad that he was like the monkey from grass roots, and the old man in front of him was like the big devil with mushroom heads...

He felt that no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the palm of the old man in front of him...

For a moment, when he saw the old man's first glance, his mind couldn't help but hear what the old man said before...

He vaguely remembered that the old man seemed to have mentioned before that the other party once belonged to an organization called Urban Management...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little moved...

For a moment, I felt that this organization called Urban Management was too cruel. Any retired old man came out of it, and he had such terrifying strength...

However, since it is such a powerful organization, why have I never heard of it?
Chapter completed!