C187 Poison Tumor(2)

Lost City, East Street. In front of the blood-red shop. Wan Tongyao looked at the Blood Sect disciples who surrounded him and sneered, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to ask me why I attacked you?"

Hearing Wan Tongyao's words, the middle-aged man looked at the surrounding crowd and frowned. He turned around and asked the staff member, his cousin, "What happened?"

"Cousin