C273 Transform into a Sword

"F * ck..."

Jiang Feifan suddenly rushed over, his face full of anger, and rushed over like a rocket.

Eighteen silver needles surrounded him, and his eyes burned with anger.

"Ah..."

Han Siyu screamed in the car. It was too scary. Suddenly the car malfunctioned and the street lights flashed. It was like a horror movie.

Han Siyu's beautiful face was full of fear