The Face Slapping Begins
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After L heard this, a cold glint immediately flashed through his black eyes, as if he couldn't hold it in any longer. He immediately picked up his long spear and followed Helian Qingchen out of the car.
Bang!
The two of them got out of the car and walked toward the military compound in large strides. Clad in pure black clothes, they looked very cool.
However, Helian Qingchen was wearing a knee-length windbreaker with a pure white shirt underneath. In the darkness of the night, he looked more dangerous than usual. His long sleeves fluttered as they were flapped,
In the midst of the fog, the two of them morphed into two monkeys. Pulling the rope, they jumped into the compound. Their movements were very fast and their skills were even more professional than the special forces. Not a single sound was heard during the process.