C274 The great murder of the black nigger's iron palm

"If you said so earlier, your subordinates wouldn't have to suffer so much, right?" Pang De slowly said to the crying Gang Leader of Green Mountain Sect. His sharp triangular eyes glanced at one of his subordinates, who immediately understood and removed the half-dead Protector from the rack. Another big fellow followed him and dragged the protector out.

"Alright