The young man's eyes were shocked!
His footsteps slowed down as well.
It was as if he had a delayed realization and looked toward another group of people, his gaze locking with Zhou Zhi's.
"Wait, wait!" The man suddenly put away his shovel and shouted at the crowd, "Put down your weapons, there's been a misunderstanding!"
Everyone was immediately in uproar.
Misunderstanding? Who among those who worked here from dawn to dusk hadn't heard of the notorious killer Bariff? How could there be a misunderstanding with someone whose mere presence on the streets could terrify the residents of the City of Defense?
As much as they were afraid, they found such an absurd claim hard to comprehend.
Chaoyang had already understood the situation, and now was clearly not the time to conserve his wishing power. He touched his cheek with his other hand, changing his face to another appearance, "Do you still think I'm Bariff now?"
The crowd took in a sharp breath altogether.
