C472 Chang shan duo xiong

A crack appeared on the simple fence.

Finally, someone who looked like a leader shouted at the door: "Which one is General Ma?"

"Th-that guy in black!" All the small fry beside him began to give him pointers.

Dressed in black?

I lowered my head to look at myself. The armor that Huangfu Song had gifted me was currently giving off a dense cyan color, which could barely be considered pitch-black