"Did I really do something wrong this time? Are the people in Egypt fooling me?"
At the entrance of Qiao's villa area, Qiao Maoxun's face muscles became more and more twisted, and he muttered to himself.
In front of him, Ye Bei was getting closer and closer to him.
All security personnel who attempted to attack him, no matter how powerful they were, all died tragically in an instant, without even the slightest resistance.
"He's too strong, he's not in the human category at all." Qiao Maoxun's voice kept on.
Before him, it was full of blood-red liquid.
Puff, puff, puff...
Chi, chi!
There was a horrible tearing sound in the air.
The smell of blood became stronger as each second advanced.
Qiao Maoxun's teeth began to tremble crazily, and the golden key he held in his hand quietly plunged into his flesh. His hand instantly overflowing with blood, but he didn't even notice it.
