"That's only natural. The Headquarters of the Jinglong Association is right over there…"
As he spoke to this point, he suddenly raised his head and looked behind Su Mo: "Shi Cheng!"
Hearing this, Su Mo turned his head to look.
Yet behind him there was nothing but emptiness.
And right at this moment, Sixth Jing clenched his fist, killing intent soaring to the heavens in an instant!
One punch drove straight toward Su Mo's back heart.
BANG!!!
The sound of a great bronze bell and mighty drum suddenly rang out.
The Imperial Killing Fist crashed head‑on into that golden giant bell.
Su Mo turned his head, not at all surprised, merely smiling:
"Sixth Jing, what is the meaning of this? Didn't we already agree that, as of now, we're one big loving family?
"Since when is it reasonable to stab your own family in the back?"
Sixth Jing laughed loudly:
"Family is family… but Su, the Chief of the Escort agreed far too quickly; it really puts one ill at ease.
