บท 53: Two Strikes

"Di Jiu?" Jia Qian stared at him, his eyes wide with shock. Di Jiu had disguised himself as a middle-aged man, yet Jia Qian had recognized him as soon as he had spoken.

"That's right." Di Jiu carelessly tossed the plastic bag onto the middle of the table before putting his bag down.

He did not dare let his guard down, as he had heard that Jia Qian was an Earth Tier Warrior.

The plastic bag rolled around the huge table before coming to a halt. The severed head of Bi Zhengsheng rolled out of the bag.

Although everyone attending the meeting was ruthless in their own way, they all backed away from the table in horror as soon as they saw Bi Zhengsheng's head.