The Crown Of Darkness (19)

Jiangzhou.

Dense gunshots sounded intermittently for around 10 minutes. When ti stopped, there were only smokes of the gunpowrder and blood left.

Xia Xian walked out from the shadows and kicked the people who were lying on the floor, dead.

"They are at their wit's end," Xia Xian looked behind.

Yan Zhan was standing not far away. The moonlight shone on his face and formed deep shadows on it. He looked down at the handphone.

Xia Xian didn't hear Yan Zhan's voice and felt a bit weird. However, the next second, he heard Yan Zhan's cold voice, "haul the net."

"Yama Yan," Xia Xian was shocked, "it is not time yet."

Although the other party was at their wit's end, it was not the time to haul the net yet.

Yan Zhan kept his phone. Viciousness stained his eyes and he almost gritted his teeth and he pushed the words out, "haul the net. I do not want to repeat myself thrice."

Xia Xian: "…"

What did Yama Yan see just now!

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