C417 Phantom.

fifty kilometers away from the County City.

On the public road.

"It's all of you!"

Armored Youth said coldly with a hint of killing intent.

Seasons' face slightly changed as she quickly smiled: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand. We are just here to take a look. There is no other meaning."

The bald old man glanced at Jian Wushuang, Nian