C850 Kill Him with a Rider's Rifle!

"That's enough, Qianyun. What are you trying to do?" On the bird's broad back, Pang Yiwu put his arm around Lisa's soft waist and suddenly spoke to Ruan Qianyun.

Ruan Qianyun gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to leave. No matter what, he would not be willing to leave if he didn't kill Locke.

"Do you want me to say the same thing a second time?" Pang Yiwu's voice suddenly turned cold