Taotie entered the circle nonchalantly, casually pulling out a knife from the body of a bodyguard.
"Su Wanqing, right?"
"You made me search high and low!"
"Now you finally dare to show up?"
Taotie, with the knife on his shoulder, scoffed.
Looking at Taotie, Su Wanqing smiled.
"Taotie?"
"Blacklist's God of War!"
"Fang Xiaocao's loyal dog?"
Su Wanqing said provocatively.
"What?"
"Are you envious?"
"What a pity, you're not even fit to be a dog."
When had Taotie ever gone easy on anyone, the so-called Mouth-strong King was actually undeserving of the title?
"Hmph, sharp-tongued!"
"But no brains!"
"Rushing to your death!"
Su Wanqing glared at Taotie with hatred.
"I'm here to send you to your death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Taotie moved.
He swung his long knife vigorously, and a bodyguard in front of him was instantly beheaded by Taotie.
