"Speak up? How would you like to die? I heard this place used to be a chaotic tomb mound, dying here is quite lively. Everyone can visit each other's graves!" Ye Chenfeng laughed, the cigarette at the corner of his mouth flickering.
"Kill him!"
Aikelin could no longer endure it, and gave a command.
"Hey!"
The four foreign women shouted explosively, charging from four corners, the Damascus Knife in their hands glinting with a chilling light, accompanied by a buzzing hum!
"Clang clang!"
Just as the moment their blades came wrapped around, Ye Chenfeng suddenly lowered his center of gravity, and the four Damascus Knives clattered against each other, sending up sparks like words! In the night, it was practically like fireworks spraying in all directions!
The strength of the four foreign women was clearly immense!
