C434 Horrifying Man

Shen Zhicheng touched the wet spot on his head. It was indeed blood. It seemed like even someone as strong as him wouldn't be able to remain unharmed under such a powerful impact.

"Is this your last words?" Shen Zhicheng pointed his spear at Ghost Shadow. The assassin with the crossbow showed his face. He held the crossbow in his hand and pointed it at Shen Zhicheng