chapter 195 Escape from the South

When Michael pulled out the silver needle from Jeffrey's arm, Jeffrey had already fallen to the ground. He was still angry. But at this time, he was already in a vegetative state. He couldn't hear people's shouts, and he couldn't feel his own existence. He could only breathe, and he only deserved to breathe. Michael let go of the needle in his hand and looked at the silver needles all over the ground and the dumbfounded members of the Southern Sect around him. "Do you have any hidden masters in your...