chapter 142 Closing the net

Puff…ah…puff!

Until Roswell gave the order to stop, the two night patrol teams would not stop their attack. They were operating madly like terrifying killing machines.

The sounds of knife slashing, gunshots, and screams intertwined in the Fengyun Hall to form a melody of violent aesthetics.

"No, no, you bunch of thugs, you can't do this!" Huang Yiwei's heart was bleeding. The bodyguards of their Huang family were all sent to the army for special training through...