chapter 145 Press Conference

Choke!

A flash of knife light passed by, and the temperature in the elevator seemed to drop with this cold light.

There was also the sound of metal cutting, and the blades of four broken knives fell to the ground one after another. At some point, a scimitar as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in Wind Hutcherson's hand.

The knife was almost transparent, and four faces with expressions of fear were reflected on the blade.

"Let me guess, who sent you, are you......