Feng Chu didn't care about the enemy's strength and brandished the scalpel to attack him again.

I don’t know whether to live or die! Facing Feng Chu’s attack, which looked like death, the old man in black robe shook his head in disbelief.

He slapped a palm to interrupt Feng Chu's scalpel, then pressed his palm forward and grabbed it.

Feng Chu's face changed drastically and she backed away towards a black business car.

She retreated again and again, but she could never avoid the cold hand that followed her chest.

She couldn't even dodge because there was so little time.

The black-robed old man came in again and again. Although Feng Chu had not been swatted away with his palm, he had already forced her to the side of the business car.

When Feng Chu has no way to retreat, the old man in black robe can slap her to death with one palm.

Feng Chu has reached a dead end. She doesn't want to retreat anymore, but she has to retreat.

Seeing the black-robed old man's palm pressing down on Feng Chu, Tang Ruoxue felt like she couldn't breathe.

She couldn't help but roar: "Wolong, stop hiding, hurry up and save Feng Chu!"

This roar immediately made Feng Chu and Aunt Qing's eyes darken, feeling helpless.

This roar also made the old man in black robe, who was pouring out all his strength like a rainbow, vigilant.

His steps towards Feng Chu slowed down.

"Whoosh——" At this moment, cold light flew up.

A cold light poured out like the Milky Way, dazzling the eyes, and dozens of silk threads spurted out from the car.

Wolong burst out of the chariot like a god, his whole body exuding murderous aura.

At the same time, Feng Chu, who was retreating again and again, raised his arms and shot out countless poisonous needles.

Aunt Qing, who was paralyzed and half-dead on the ground, also jumped up, held a gun in both hands and pulled the trigger at the old man in black robe.
Chapter completed!