C139 Isn't It a Waste to Waste Such a Precious Item?

The dark night seemed to be illuminated by the flames, the bandit with torches in hand wielded his blade and surrounded Teng Yu and the rest.

The fire had been sprinkled with hypnotic herbs. With a gust of wind, the night watchman was knocked down.

Bandit Head had a joyous smile on his face, he smashed the sledgehammer in his hands and shouted: "All of you come out obediently, if you want money