Retired War God Yang

Before he could even pull the trigger, the armed hand was severed at the wrist, the gun and hand falling to the ground together. Beside them lay a poker card stained red with blood.,Wang Qiang's bald head was like it had been washed, sweat constantly flowing down his head and into his eyes, only then would he blink.,"To cause trouble on Kage's turf, you really are overestimating yourself. Well, now, it looks like you've been taken care of by Kage."。