C482 Dong Yun

This was a mercenary with only one goal, and that was to kill.

The sky was shaking as he dragged his bloodied body back. His injuries were not light, as if he could die at any moment.

"Not qualified."

Zhong Wentao immediately said, looking at the sky as a trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes.

"I need people to protect me, not a killing machine