The remaining twenty or thirty picket team members were surrounded by groups and relied on each other, but they were constantly compressed in the streets.

The atmosphere was very tense and depressing, and a lifeless despair and fear enveloped these people.

Gu Zhan, who was covered in blood, seemed to be tired from cutting. He dropped the horizontal knife that was already full of gaps on the ground, and slowly took out the steamed buns wrapped in oil paper and ate them.

Some are dry and choking on the throat,

Gu Zhan waved slightly.

Soon, a guard came over with a cup of tea, and at the same time moved a chair to Gu Zhan in a very casual manner.

Gu Zhan sat on the chair and slowly ate the steamed buns.

The people on the picket team looked very panicked, and an innate warrior said hysterically: "Gu Zhan, you... you killed so many people on the Zhenfusi picket team, you can't escape, you will definitely be liquidated, I really thought you

Can you cover the sky with just one hand?"

Gu Zhan blew the tea leaves, raised his head slightly, and said: "In this Linjiang City, I can indeed cover the sky with one hand!"

The innate warrior said in a deep voice: "Zhenfu Division will not let it go..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Gu Zhan said, "Where are the people you arrested who are keeping me? Tell me honestly."

The innate warrior said in a deep voice: "I told you to just treat us as leaving..."

In an instant,

A flying knife came out of his hand and was inserted directly into the mouth of the innate warrior.
Chapter completed!