Chapter 107 Bastet Cat_2
Dịch giả: 549690339
Four streaks of dark blade lights flashed, and the four Spirits that didn't have time to dodge were immediately knocked back dozens of meters.
During the process, their flight trajectory skillfully avoided the display cabinet and didn't damage the artifacts.
"Ao—"/"Li!"/"Woo..."
Accompanied by four thundering 'bangs', the four Spirits that crashed into the wall and left dents in it, were all severely injured with fresh blood pouring out of their wounds.
If they hadn't been on guard beforehand, they might have been caught off guard and directly bisected, entering the 'Sumeru' to recuperate.
"I really don't know what you were thinking. You didn't rob during the exhibitions in other countries but chose to do so on Huaxia's territory. Do you think the prison food here is better?"
With a cold snort, a lean middle-aged man in a martial arts uniform walked out unhurriedly.
Next to him was a tall dark shadow, following and guarding him closely.