C330 The Tables Have Turned

Gongsun Ming sat up straight and watched the scene nervously.

The staff member appeared beside Zuo Mao with a swoosh, like a cat that had smelled a mouse.

"Zuo Mao, please use your combat pattern to test us!" The leader had a ten-thousand-year-old zombie face. It was a middle-aged man.

Zuo Mao nodded. He waved his sleeve and a green light flew out of the divine furnace. Then