Chapter 177: Loneliness of the Master

"Yeah." The clown replied calmly.
"Then he..." Yan Meng looked at the tiger lying on the ground.
"Dead."
Without waiting for Yan Meng to ask, the clown mask uttered two words again.
"You...you killed...killed someone?!" Yan Meng's beautiful eyes widened, she couldn't believe it. A slap...killed the spotted tiger?
She shuddered involuntarily.
Not far away...
Mo Shaoyang's face turned pale and he said nothing.
Now, he really didn't dare to speak.
It's obvious that...