[I'm just a killer! Whenever someone needs me to commit a murder, I must be available!]
[I have the hands of a killer!]
Just as Jun Wuyi was about to rush forward, just then he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, the hand of his young nephew - Jun Moxie.
"Uncle, I was really surprised; you're a military general, a war veteran, why would you go howling about these kinds of things to such men?" Jun Moxie smiled slightly.
"Well?" Jun Wuyi was somewhat puzzled.
