The night clouds floated in the sky, and the face of the visitor was invisible. As the footsteps approached, the non-human being who was devouring the superpower listened to the movements in his hands and stepped on. Before the non-human being could react, a gunshot pierced Xiao Liang's old path, and the body fell to the ground.
The visitor shook off the M1911 in his hand, and the smoke stopped, "call it a day." The wind blew through the remaining clouds, and his voice was not cold. In the moonlight above his head, Lin Zhun was wearing a black coat. The lining outlined his tall and tall figure, blending with the moonlight. The "Intermediate Powered Persons Association" logo on the cuffs shone silver.
Purpose: justice