(Congratulations to the newly appointed Hall Master "Joilme"!)
"Wang Ji absolutely cannot escape!"
Squinting, Wang Ji's figure had already nearly entered the newly opened metal portal at the corner with the escape skateboard.
If Wang Ji escaped, their plan would be exposed!
If the plan were leaked, then all the arrangements that had been originally devised would be utterly overturned.
Damn it, who knew about the Elite Worker Repair Department, truly a cunning old fox to the core!
With hatred in his eyes, the bearded man aimed his exquisitely crafted golden pistol at Wang Ji's head.
If there was no other way, just kill him!
"Die, you old bastard!"
At that moment, Wang Song, who had been paralyzed on the ground and whose arm was still trembling, had veins bulging grotesquely on his face, and with great willpower, reached out through the electric net to grab the dark pistol and threw it upwards with all his might.
"Thud!"
