On our Chinese soil

&Quot; you don't have the right to behave atrociously on our Chinese soil! &Quot;

They were both speaking fluent Russian, but it was bone-chilling.

The red dot that had stopped at Shangguan shixiu's temple suddenly disappeared, as if it had just been an illusion.

"Who is it? Who is it?"

The other party clenched the poisoned dagger tightly, and the sinister smile froze on his face!

No one answered him.

But the next second, a scream mixed with the sound of bones breaking broke the silence.

Shangguan shixiu stood in place, suppressing the urge to cough in his throat, even though there was the taste of blood in his mouth.

He just stood there.

He had forgotten that the person in front of him was still holding a poisonous dagger that could instantly kill someone.

His mind went blank.

This voice ...

That person's voice ...

The intense ecstasy was like a tornado that wantonly set off huge waves in his limbs and bones.

It was her!