Gu, Fear of Losing a Confidant

Seeing that Chen Yu's finger was aimed at him, the young man's extremely tensed nerves immediately collapsed.

Fear, anger, unwillingness... all rushed to his chest, and a sharp roar escaped from his mouth, "Traitor! It must be a traitor that appeared in the organization!"

As these words fell, everyone was shocked.

Especially Duan Ye. It was as if he had seen a ghost, and his phone was dropped.

"Lord, you'd better leave now!" The old man suddenly burst out his Qi and heavily patted the young man's back. "Don't worry about me!"

Puff!

The young man spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew forward like a broken kite.

"Where do you think you're going?"

At this moment, Zhang Tie had blocked the way. Burning his Qi, he directly punched towards the young man!

Boom!

It hit the young man's abdomen.

Puff...

The young man spat out another mouthful of thick blood as he flew backward.

"Sir! Run away from there!"