C1005 Fresh Blood
Compared to the black robe last time, this time, Qiao Zishan was much more powerful.
With a wave of his hand, a bright light shot out from Zhang Xiaolong's hand. When it was in the air, it split into a few parts and quickly entered the corpses in the ice cellar.
The police chief and the other normal members beside him widened their eyes and looked at this scene in disbelief
