Just when Li Xiaoqiang had dealt with the group from the Tiger Security Company and was about to leave,
Suddenly!
A sense of danger approached!
One of the Flying Darts pierced through Yang Lin's chest,, a stream of blood, like a rainbow, showcased the striking beauty at the end of life.
And two more Flying Darts were shot at Li Xiaoqiang.
The two darts targeted Li Xiaoqiang's head and heart, the attacker must be ruthless to strike these lethal spots with such precision.
Li Xiaoqiang had already retreated to the wall, he tapped his toes on the ground, and with a slap of his palm on the wall, his body rolled twice in the air, and the two Hidden Weapons brushed past him, the fierce wind chilling his cheeks.
The Hidden Weapons embedded themselves in the wall, and during those moments Li Xiaoqiang flipped in the air, he stared at Yang Lin lying on the ground, his eyes discolored, dead but with open eyes.
