After being full of food and drink, Qin Tian and the others left the tavern.
The night in Spring Glory City was very cold, with temperatures below minus ten degrees, but for a Spiritualist, such chill was nothing.
"Boss, I've heard the hot spring here is quite nice. Shall we experience it?"
The Poisonous Widow's eyes sparkled, her cheeks tinged with a slightly intoxicating blush.
Heh, this woman still has some naughty ideas.
Qin Tian suddenly stopped, looking at the dark alley in front, he said with a mild smile:
"Deal with these flies around us, perhaps I can give it a thought."
Upon hearing this, both the Poisonous Widow and Xiong instantly became alert, scanning their surroundings warily.
Swish swish swish—
Seven shadowy figures flashed by like phantoms, instantly blocking all exits of the alley. They were entirely covered in pitch-black specially designed combat suits, metallic masks with no expression hid their faces, revealing only their cold eyes.
