Jin Huifu raised his handgun, blew on the smoking barrel, and sneered, "I hate most when someone interrupts me while I'm doing something."
"Gulp!" The few remaining people from the Celestial Dragon Continent swallowed hard.
Looking at their companion whose limbs were broken, face full of disbelief and anger, and a bleeding wound in the forehead, at this moment, their hearts sank completely!
"Who sent you, who are you, and what is your purpose!"
Jin Huifu spoke coldly, staring at the surrounded Celestial Dragon Continent people with icy eyes, "This is your last chance. If you remain stubborn, your fate will be the same as his!"
After finishing, Jin Huifu deliberately pointed to the Celestial Dragon person on the ground who had been shot in the head.
