C778 Bent Bow Shooting Golden Crow

Below, two black-clothed men were approaching Qin Fann with sinister smiles on their lips.

"Kid, if you want to blame something, then blame your bad luck. Just leave in peace, don't blame these brothers."

The bloody sabers in his hands could even smell the scent of their blood.

Qin Fann stood where he was without moving, his expression was calm as though he had not seen anyone