C51 Conclave

"You, you …" A look of disbelief appeared on Dao Ba's face. He could feel his consciousness gradually fading away. His neck was spurting blood, and the boss sitting next to him was also drenched in it.

No one saw what Guan Zhiyong did. They only saw Guan Zhiyong swing his hand in front of Dao Ba's neck when his steel blade was about to cut down, and in the next moment