Midnight—
The icy, piercing sea breeze lashed against everyone's indifferent faces like a sharp knife.
Twelve unconscious warrior corpses all appeared at the harbor, each with eyes exuding intense killing aura, their essence energy rising like wolf smoke~!
With just a small command from Lin Zifeng, these cold-blooded killing machines would tear their targets apart without hesitation.
Including Lin Zifeng, thirteen people had been waiting at the dock for nearly five minutes.
Lin Zifeng tightly gripped his phone, showing the coordinates of the Jipu Family Nightmare Masters and their path pursuing Monet Yun.
Watching the red coordinate point on the phone map gradually approaching, Lin Zifeng knew it was about time.
"It's time to move!" Lin Zifeng, masked and clad in stylish black attire, was incomparably handsome.
