Chapitre 131: Magical

In this world, there were always some ignorant people.

They always felt that victory would ultimately belong to them...

They always felt that the enemy must be a stupid fool…

In the course of time, the number of times Ye Bei had seen this kind of people was even more numerous.

At this moment, standing in the cold wind, Ye Bei looked at the old man in front of him faintly...

A white hair was dyed black by a special substance, but this black still couldn't resist the traces of the ever-changing seasons. His forehead, the corners of his eyes, and his face were all full of wrinkles.

Coupled with that hideous complexion, Qiao Maoxun, who clearly possessed terrifying power, did not seem to have the slightest aristocratic temperament at this time but was indistinguishable from a lunatic.

Boom!

The moment he shot.

In the Qiao's villa, the direct descendants standing inside were all happy.