"Yes, there are no women wearing red clothes in the entire Demonic City now. Many people have died, and there is no one who does not believe in evil."

While the two were talking, a BMW passed by them.

From the corner of his eye, He Xiaotian vaguely saw a red figure in the back seat.

The man driving the car and the woman on the passenger side were chatting happily.

He even discovered that these two people were acquaintances.

The man's name is Azhe, and he is an agent.

The woman, her ex-boyfriend, is named Zheng Qi.

"parking."

"Squeak!"

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

"Following that car, I didn't expect to meet the modern version of Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing."

The old driver immediately turned around and hung far behind the BMW.

Don't get me wrong, He Xiaotian has no intention of saving people.

He just wanted to see how these two people would die.

By the way, make up a kill and earn some experience points.

He casually took out the blood beads in his pocket and said: "Although I killed you, but letting your remaining relics watch your enemy being killed by evil spirits with your own eyes can be regarded as indirectly avenging you, right?"

Zheng Qi is a pitiful person and a hateful person at the same time.

No matter how he defended himself, three people died at his hands.

Murder is an unforgivable crime.
Chapter completed!