Dead

Feeling that the fight was about to break out, all the helpers that Wu Dahai brought immediately entered the room and closed the door.

Then, one of them with a relatively high-level martial art realm took a step forward and said arrogantly to Yang Song, "You are dead today, old thing!"

With that said, he stomped on the ground and rushed towards Yang Song with a punch.

Yang Song was still calm and composed. As the punch was about to hit him, a shadow flashed out of blue and greeted the punch.

Bang!

The person who was about to hit Yang Song made contact with the shadow and was blasted away, crashing the people behind him.

When the noise died down, everyone looked at Yang Song and was stunned.

On Yang Song's shoulder, there was a gray bird whose body was no bigger than that of a chick.

If one looked clearly, one would find that this bird was the miniature version of the scavenger.

"Caw…"