C431 The Angry Masanori Nohara

Zhao Erzhu cursed in his heart. After that, he quietly moved towards the two sentries.

When he was about ten meters away, Zhao Erzhu stopped. With a flip of his palm, two silver needles flew out from his hand at a rapid speed towards the two R People.

"En... En..."

The two R People groaned at the same time and fell to the ground. Zhao Erzhu immediately rushed forward