"Dragon King Qin Tian, it's Dragon King Qin Tian in the underground garage. He killed our captain! I want revenge!"
Zhao Zhijie's gaze was sinister, and as he spoke, his teeth ground together with a grating sound.
And opposite him, sitting there was Hu Zhengwei, who was so shocked that his body was stiff!
Lei Zhenhu, dead?
The captain of the Fierce Tiger Team, actually dead?!
How could that be!
"Old Zhao, you tell it straight, don't talk nonsense!"
Excited, Hu Zhengwei leaned forward, directly reached out, grabbed Zhao Zhijie's collar, glared at him, and said angrily:
"This can't be true! No matter how angry Qin Tian is for revenge, but Lei Zhenhu is the captain of a large mercenary team, without going through our Mercenary Association, how dare he, act as an assassin on his own! How dare he!"
