C112 Making Fun of the Afterlife(1)

Hee Jianjun was furious. The group of soldiers led by Yellow Hair stood up. The entire dining hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Ling Shirong and Ya Chasu's faces were pale. They quietly retreated to the side. They only used the corner of their eyes to observe everything in the dining hall, pretending not to know Lu Zifeng