"Holy shit!"
Li Wushuang's mouth twitched, "We've already killed 523 people?!"
Qi Yutang and Wang Mufeng nodded at the same time.
Li Wushuang said helplessly, "When is Brother Yang coming back? Doesn't he know that these martial artists are going crazy looking for him?
If we don't remove this Martial World Killing Order, when can we stop killing others?"
"This is indeed quite a headache."
Qi Yutang frowned and said, "I think it's better to contact Mr. Yang and ask him what his plans are."
"Sure."
Li Wushuang nodded and said, "Then let's deal with these corpses first before contacting Mr. Yang."
"Alright, let's do that!"
Qi Yutang and Wang Mufeng nodded in agreement.
…
It was past midnight.
The capital.
Night Market Street.
Yang Luo and Chu Longyuan had almost finished two boxes of beer.
The two of them drank and chatted. The atmosphere was very happy.
