On the opposite building, the demon hunting squad made their oath, sacred yet laughable.
Li Hao didn't know any of this.
If he knew, he would probably find it a little funny.
The messenger of justice ... In his eyes, this was just the wishful thinking of Liu Long and the others. They were just brainwashing themselves. Did they really think that he was The Guardian of the Silver City?
When Li Hao shouted this slogan, he only wanted to occupy some moral high ground.
……
In the room.
After Li Hao finished practicing, Black Panther also finished his dog fist.
The man and the dog were both exhausted.
Li Hao sat on the ground, gasping for breath. The Black Panther was lying on the ground, as if it didn't even have the strength to raise its head.
Heibao felt that he had been set up!
After resting for a while, Li Hao endured the soreness in his body and got up to clean up the room.
The smell was too horrible!
It was also mixed with the smell of blood.
