Li Qianzi cried out in despair, resisting fiercely. The man with the scar roared in anger, his hand gripping her neck tightly, suffocating her.,In the silvery flash, the disfigured face of Zi wasn't as panicked as before. His eyes were sharp and filled with killing intent, like a fierce demon from hell, sending chills down one's spine.,I was thinking of letting that scar-faced man kill them one by one, but I didn't expect this waste to have killed the scar-faced man first.。