583 will kill

It seems his life is not even worth as much as a nineteen-tael livestock... The middle-aged man's face fell, "They are all part of a suicide squad. If they don't die, you will be in endless trouble."

"But I don't know if you are a bad person or not..."

The middle-aged man quickly said, "I am a good person. At least ...for you, I am definitely a good person... He, on the other hand, is definitely a bad person for you."

"But, I don't want to kill anyone easily in my life." Su Qingyue waved at the black-clothed killer, "Sir, you can go."

The black-clothed killer hesitated and turned away, looking like he was giving up due to the difficulty.

Suddenly, he turned back with a speed faster than thunder, and thrust a sword toward Su Qingyue.

"Girl!" The middle-aged man screamed, "I told you not to be soft-hearted. Now we're done for..."

Before the sword hit, Su Qingyue dodged nimbly to the side while, at the same time, precisely jerking the head of the black-clothed killer.