"It's Song Yun!"
The faces of the three Blood Clan members showed a mocking expression.
Johnny shrugged with a laid-back expression: "Then let's kill him first, then play with the woman."
"I think the same," Turner sneered.
Perry showed a wicked grin: "Heh heh, you two go deal with him. I want to xxoo his woman right in front of him."
Johnny's eyes lit up, excited: "Haha, good idea. First subdue him, and then force him to watch us play with his woman."
Just as the three Blood Clan members were talking, Song Yun stepped out of the room from which he had fallen.
He glanced at the three Blood Clan members without acknowledging them, using Phantom Step, he reached Hua Qingcheng's side.
The women surrounded Hua Qingcheng, and at this moment, seeing Song Yun approaching, they all looked toward him.
Each of them was tearfully speechless, with eyes full of grief and anguish.
Hua Qingcheng's death had brought them a tremendous blow.
