Gazing at the head that had died with eyes wide open on the ground, Song's gaze was dark and eerie.
How is this possible?
How is this possible!
With so many people in the Black Axe Gang, how could they all have been killed without any noise?
Even if that person of high status were here, he probably couldn't have carried out such a swift and clean slaughter, right?
It must be fake! It must be fake!
"Dead people... so many dead people..." Far down the street, someone's panicked cries could be heard.
With a gust of wind, the thick scent of blood wafted over, and now everyone could smell that sweet, yet metallic rusty scent in the air.
Seeing all eyes focused on her, Yue Ying, who disliked being in the spotlight, felt uncomfortable and shuffled her toes, ready to bolt.
She didn't understand the internal affairs of Black Street. Ensuring the safety of Black Street's main body was her sole responsibility.