C933 Warehouse

There's clearly a weak spatial fluctuation in the dark corner.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Zhao Xin raised his hand and threw out a dozen or so hidden weapons. In the next moment, a figure rolled out of the dark corner in a sorry state.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Li Zixuan?

No, it was the fake Li Zixuan.

Zhao Xin got up and his cold eyes emitted an extremely uneasy aura