C188 End

A cold feeling came from the old man's neck.

A shiny sharp knife was now pointed at the old man's neck. As Zhang Mingran's hand moved, the chill gradually eroded the old man.

"It's against the law for you to do this …" The old man seemed to still want to struggle. Zhang Jiangran grabbed the old man, and drew a bloody gash on the old man's neck with the sword in his hand