C18 What If He Didn't Have the Money?

Zheng!

The saw blade broke through a wave of energy and slashed towards Qin Hong's neck with an unstoppable momentum.

Qin Hong's eyelids twitched and he hurriedly held the long saber in front of him. In less than two minutes of fighting, he had already started cursing in his heart. This mother * cker was really a First Level Hunter?

The web between his thumb and index finger cracked open