All kinds of people in white coats were busy inside, preparing for the big project of changing the high priest's blood. Who would have thought that they would be attacked before they even started!
The high priest's body was lying in the semi-transparent glass column. She stared at Jiang Xuecheng with her eyes almost popping out. She wished she could swallow Jiang Xuecheng alive.
"How dare you…"
Jiang Xuecheng heard that the high priest was still struggling in the glass column. He glanced at her coldly and interrupted the high priest.
"Why wouldn't I dare?!"
As he spoke, the black gun in Jiang Xuecheng's hand was already pressed against the throat of the old man in the white coat.
It was as if in the next moment, the black bullet with a metallic luster could directly burst the opponent's aorta, causing scarlet flowers to splash out!
