C2382 On Leaving

Chen Mianliang was dead and his head fell to the ground.

The air once again exuded a murderous aura. This bone chilling aura was enough to freeze one's soul.

No one dared to say a word. In fact, it was as if everyone present couldn't even hear a breath.

After a long while, Ping Xiumu looked at Gambling King from America, Australia, Africa and Europe.

A few of them closed their eyes