Master Jian, I want her dead, two lives!

A group of men in Black suddenly charged towards thin mist city.

Behind Bo Li Cheng, a group of people from the pure world Pavilion also suddenly surrounded him. The two groups of people then started to fight on the street!

Most of the people in the chaotic crowd were in black combat uniforms ...

Only his white shirt was extremely eye-catching. The back of Bo Li Cheng's shirt was still stained with some blood, adding a hint of bloodlust to his aura.

"Ha ... You even dare to touch the people of my thin city."

Bo Zicheng's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He suddenly swept and kicked down a group of people. Sensing that someone was attacking from behind, he grabbed the person's wrist with a backhand and suddenly bent it. Then, he lifted his leg and kicked the person to the wall, his elbow holding the person down.

His cold eyes slanted slightly. where is the Jian clan? "

"I ... I don't ... I can't tell you ..." The man struggled and refused to speak.