C653 He Was Going to Kill Someone

On the desolate football field, the autumn wind was blowing and the weeds were swaying in the desolate autumn wind.

In the cool air, there was a faint sense of urgency. Faced with this sense of urgency, most of the people present either wore a mocking smile on their faces or pretended to be expressionless, pretending that they had experienced the vicissitudes of life in the martial arts world