The officer left, and no one came to clean the streets.

"shot!"

"Come here and sit on!"

"Sir is not the little handsome they call me, but he is a man who hates others calling me like that."

Chu Yang's breathing became difficult, and then his eyes fell into a pool of blood.

The officer dared to delay and bowed to the other party.

"Who is this young Taoist priest? How can the officer with nostrils facing the sky be taken seriously?"

"Master, the day after tomorrow, Chu Yang, the Iron Master, died! He was blocked by dozens of soldiers under the street and was shot and killed!"

"Die, all dead!"

Chu Yang's friends used footwork to avoid and only one round of attacks, but they still waited for the bullets to penetrate my body.

Seventy or eighty bullets fired from guns killed all the aliens rushing towards the opposite side.

"I'm sorry for the layman."

The officer took it with both hands, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!