"You little bastard, are you deaf? I told you to stop, yet you dared to kill Luoo Ri and Meng Qing right in front of me?"
Zhao Qinghuo's face was ashen, his gaze chilling to the extreme and filled with a grim killing intent.
His fists clenched, emitting a series of CRACKS that set one's teeth on edge, as a terrifying killing intent emanated from him.
For an existence of Zhao Qinghuo's level, face was of the utmost importance.
Previously, he, Zhao Qinghuo, had sworn to Meng Qing that as long as he was here, Luoo Ri and Meng Qing's lives would not be in danger!
But in the blink of an eye, Jiang Chen had killed Luoo Ri and Meng Qing right before his very eyes, showing no mercy.
This was tantamount to a vicious slap across Zhao Qinghuo's face!
Zhao Qinghuo's face alternated between pale and livid, and he could feel a burning sting on his cheeks.
