Memory (1)

Kong Xianglong worked in the field office and was in charge of catching criminals.

He had brought in a criminal today. When Xu Qing saw him, he was chatting happily with a few familiar Pawns on the ninth floor. Beside him was a dying Two Faces Race's clansman.

The cultivation base of this Two-Faced Race member was extraordinary. Despite his heavy injuries, the fluctuations of his Golden Core Seven Palaces were still very intense, indicating that he was an extraordinary person in his race. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to have seven Heavenly Palaces.

However, he was in a miserable state now. His body was covered in wounds as if he had been severely beaten up. Moreover, he had lost a leg, and from the looks of it, it seemed to have been torn off forcibly.

Kong Xianglong was also injured but he didn't seem to mind it. When he caught sight of Xu Qing, his eyes lit up and he flashed a smile.

"Xu Qing!"

"Brother Kong."