C77 You're Dead

At this moment, he was brimming with killing intent. The straw in his hand was already in his grasp, but the expression on his face made it seem as if he was holding an incomparably sharp sword, and the seven slender silver nails suddenly disappeared from his hands.

Shameless, he looked at the old man and laughed coldly. "Third Bro, if you look down on our boss because he fell into your trap