C142 Cut the Weak Chicken to Death

The assassin snorted coldly and said, "You won't be able to escape today. Drunken Fragrance Pavilion is destined to be your burial ground. Hand over your life!"

"That will depend on whether you have the ability or not!" Lou Zhiwei was infuriated.

At this moment, Zhuo Junli suddenly coughed loudly.

"Cough, cough …" Cough … "Cough, cough