There was a long snow-white braid hanging on the back of her head, and she was holding a pole in her hand, with a lantern on one end, a dark lantern.

When the lantern goes back, the lower part opens!

A head fell off!

"Blood droplets!"

Wang Han's pupils narrowed after seeing the lantern.

"The remnant of the previous dynasty! The master of Ouchi!"

Eight characters are enough to explain the identity of the visitor!

Sun Jidong laughed wildly!

"Ninth Young Master! Jin Sansheng is capable of scheming and asked Sixth Young Master to help you at the right time, but he may not have calculated our determination to kill you!

Today next year will be your death anniversary!"

boom!

Wang Han's gun is smoking!

Half of Sun Jidong's face was beaten with blood, and he was hugged by a short man in a yellow jacket, and his head was almost shot.

"Wang Han!" Sun Jidong roared crazily! Blood flowed from his fingers.

Wang Han stuffed the gun into his lower back, "You can't fight! You're pretending to be your mother with me! Can't you just shut up and watch?"

"Grandpa! Take off his head! I want to play it like a ball!" Sun Jidong pointed at Wang Han and yelled crazily.

The old man holding the lantern raised his eyes and looked at Wang Han.

The old man smiled softly and looked amiable.

He shook the black lantern in his hand, and the blood in the lantern dripped all over the floor.
Chapter completed!