C188 Rebellion on the Battlefield

I sneered. "You dare to touch me? Do you know who I am? No matter who dares to touch a single hair on my head, even if you escape into the horizon, someone will catch you and chop off your head. "

The man indifferently said, "I know who you are. The one we want to kill is you. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to spend so much effort and use so many elites to lure you here