บท 450: You Used Poisoned? (1)

Ozawa glanced at this woman, held his katana with both hands, and bowed slightly to her.

"I'm very sorry, but I have to do this."

Su Qingqing frowned, unable to figure out what this Japanese man was thinking.

What was the meaning of apologizing while continuing to behave atrociously here?

"Little Flame, bite him!"

Su Qingqing could not be bothered to continue figuring it out and simply did not ask.

Those who dared to cause trouble here did not care about her… her old acquaintance, Lin Ye!

When Little Flame, who was already the size of an adult husky, heard Su Qingqing's words, it immediately transformed into a ferocious dog and bared its teeth as it slowly walked towards Ozawa.

Looking at the ordinary dog in front of him, Ozawa was not careless at all.

The power of the fireball just now was a little beyond his expectations.

"Slash!"

After shouting in a low voice, Ozawa chose to take the initiative to attack.