C1883 Metamorphic Red Dust Family

Shui Defa stabbed at his without a word, his gaze cold and emotionless, as if the person in front of his wasn't a human, but a cat or dog.

Yang Ping quietly looked at the incoming blade.

Shui Defa grinned fiendishly and said coldly: "I told you to scram. If you don't scram, then don't blame me."

Yang Ping's face was calm as she asked, "Killing in broad daylight