Urban Dark Lord

Wang Zheng glanced at Shangguan Yunxiao's already unrecognizable corpse and then took a long, deep breath. Looking up at the sky, he could smell faint traces of blood and gunpowder in the breeze.,"I'm sure you understand what I'm trying to say. From your expression, I've already figured everything out. You should have a pair of the same sunglasses.",Ci Zhao Nan wanted to speak but found his throat constricting and he remained silent.。