C141 An Invisible Flying Knife!

Hualala!

The rain was heavy and the sky was dark.

In the alley, Ye Fei was leaning against the wall. His nose and mouth were bleeding, and he was in low spirits. Even his gaze, which was as sharp as a knife, had dimmed at this moment. It was like a candle flickering in the night wind!

The fire dragon strode forward and stepped on Ye Fei's chest. He had a hideous smile on his face