"I'll give you a chance, call your boss now. There's still a chance to survive. Otherwise, you won't be leaving today," Ye Fengsheng said.
The arm of a dry flower is unclear, so strangely, as Ye Fengsheng's voice speaks, a hysterical scream erupts, and then they suddenly turn around, looking at the shrieking Zhuo Zi, their faces change drastically.
The curved blade that had just vanished in front of everyone's eyes has completely pierced through Zhuo Zi's thigh, already a genuine "One Cut Two Ah Holes!"
More dramatically, if the blood hadn't flowed down the thigh, pooling into a crimson stream on the ground, they wouldn't have noticed that even the hilt of the curved blade had drilled into flesh and bone!
"If I don't see the person I want to meet, I'll give you three minutes, after three minutes..."
