C471 First War

"Heh heh …" "It seems like we children are quite interesting!" Gonggong sneered repeatedly. The bodyguard who was sent back nodded his head in agreement. "Yes, yes, there is..." "Interesting..." At this moment, Gongshen's gaze turned cold and harsh, "Trash!" A soft shout sounded. The sharp katana in Gong Ben Wudao's hand transformed into a stream of white light