The Return of the Un

Most of the people in the bar knew this guy. For a moment, there were ambulances, police calls, and a lot of noise.,Yang Qingqing couldn't worry about anything else. She pressed on Qin Yi's human acupoint, covering his mouth with one hand and helping him breathe.,At this moment, he was probably even weaker than the most ordinary ghost soldier under his command, indistinguishable from any mortal on Earth.。