Even Ava Harris couldn't clearly see what exactly happened.
She only saw four men spontaneously combust on the spot, without any warning.
The flames were a ghastly blue, burning for no more than ten seconds.
The men didn't even have a chance to let out a scream before they turned into wisps of blue smoke and a pile of white ash on the ground.
Clatter!
Jerrick Green's eyes widened in shock.
The cigarette fell from his mouth to the floor.
He was completely stunned.
What sort of dark art was this?
"You..." He sniffed, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Four living people, just gone like that?
"You dare to kill my men in the Ghost Market?" At last, Jerrick Green summoned his authority, demanding an answer with a stern voice!
A patrol officer in the Ghost Market is the authority.
In the past, revealing his identity would make those miscreants kneel and beg for mercy.
But he could never have dreamed that someone would dare to ignore his status!
Strike back!
