The pistol was very small and difficult to be found, but it was more powerful than a submachine gun and had a long range.
It was the most beloved treasure of Purgatory.
Mo Fengya took it and weighed it. Then, he loaded it with a magazine.
Eagle could not help but ask, "Master, are you going to..."
Mo Fengya's attention was completely focused on the intense competition in the arena. He took off his sunglasses that hindered him and his eyes grew cold.
"If that woman dares to do anything to her, I'll immediately kill Annie and stop them from stopping."
His words were not joking at all.
Hell-refining Flying Eagle was frightened. For Ye Chuqing's sake, they believed that their boss would dare to do anything illegal.
He could only hope that Ye Chuqing would stop threatening them.
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