C141 The Ancestor of the Bad Guys Who Taught Their Son to be a Thief(1)

"Freak, monster..." The blond youth covered his broken right hand and was thrown to the ground by the Faceless, squeezed together with the crippled people on the ground.

Just now, before he could even see the movement of the white-haired woman in front of him, the henchmen he brought out from the house were all cut in half. All kinds of firearms were cut in half from the point of impact