"He also brought a specially-made sniper cannon, and in the end, it was Master Xie who blocked a fatal blow for me."
At the end, Zhao Meng looked at the corpse of Xie Xiao on the side, his expression remorseful, more complex.
Everyone secretly sighed, Chen Feng's gaze fluctuated, and in his sigh, he roughly guessed why Xie Xiao sacrificed himself like that.
With his life nearing its end, for the Lion Heart Sect, he left as much goodwill as possible.
"This is part of the technology blueprints that Master Xie and I seized, but there are still parts in Xu Qiang's hands."
Zhao Meng's face was pale, pulling out a folded paper blueprint from his backpack.
The surface was protected by some sort of sturdy transparent material, with a few drops of fresh blood on it, clearly splashed onto it.
"Damn it."
"Xu Qiang, that damned thing!"
Du Shan was increasingly uneasy, angry over Master Xie's death.
Bee boo!
