Chapter 242: Rosefinch Guard betrayal?

Aeolus Doyle's body seemed to be pulled by some force, moving sideways two meters and landing lightly on the truck. He slowly walked up to the old man, snatched the psychic firearm from him, and squeezed it hard. Click! The cartoon-shaped psychic firearm was directly crushed. Aeolus Doyle grabbed the spirit crystal stone in his hand. This can also be considered as a trophy. The old man had the toughness of a western man, a full beard, and looked a bit fierce. He covered his throat with both...