C80 Murder

Zhao Han stepped back as Yu Shishi and Duan Xiaorou advanced.

A twinge of alarm struck the masked man, and his brow furrowed quickly. Did these two girls really think they could stop them?

In a flash, the masked man lashed out, aiming a strike at Yu Shishi.

A glint of icy light streaked through the air as Yu Shishi's ice needle whizzed past the masked man