Coming to the back of the carriage and crossing the last row of seats, the gun-wielding man looked disdainful, indifferently glanced at the trembling passengers on the seats, and stood at the doorway.

The two passengers in the last row were swept away by the cold and cruel gaze of the gun-wielding big Han Nathan, both trembling slightly, and quickly lowered their heads, looking like a chilling fear.

The gun-wielding man stood still, staring at the woman on the ground, a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

Slowly lifting the short gun in his hand, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the ground at a 45-degree angle, and the big man with the gun slowly walked towards Li Youran's bag.

When he came to the vicinity of the bag, the man with the gun bowed slightly to the right,......

"I have this Tianyan Sutra in my head" Chapter 142 The Death Guardian is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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