Wang Ke might be just a short guy at 1.6 meters, but he can unleash such great strength with one kick.
Mu Rufeng also looked at Wang Ke with a grave expression.
Time travel, rebirth, apocalypse coming — aren't all these keywords matching the secret information Mu Rufeng obtained from the Dragon Group?
"Not good, this guy is a reborn returnee from the apocalypse, must have been detected by instruments, the people from the Dragon Group are about to arrive." Mu Rufeng's heart suddenly thudded.
"Anyone else? No matter, I'll kill all the same; besides, those who hang out with Yan Zhicheng are no good." Wang Ke glanced at Mu Rufeng, seemingly jealous of Mu Rufeng's looks and height, and thus he sentenced Mu Rufeng to death on the spot.
"Shorty, are you so confident you can kill the two of us big men? Aren't you afraid of the detectives?" Mu Rufeng said.
