chapter 15 The oriole behind

Not far away, in a Bentley. The two eldest ladies, Desmarie and Eloah, who were joking happily, stopped at this moment. In a dark and windy alley, one person fights more than twenty people. Among them is Wilkin An An Daoan, the Long city single men's fighting champion, and... a bloody knife! Eloah voice was trembling: "Desmarie, we... just want to find talents, but not killers. If this matter gets too big, wouldn't it be a bit unbearable?" Desmarie eyebrows were cold and arrogant,...