C1388 "God of Slaughter, please die!"

Behind the three words Zhang Dongcheng, there were eight black skulls, which meant that he had already killed eight!

Kill, God of Slaughter, go kill all those fellows who dare to provoke us. As long as you can reach the top 100 of the Killing List, I'll be rich!

Wu Chengshuang was so excited that his eyes turned red, and he just kept on shouting, to vent out the excitement in his heart