lt;lt;A wealthy wife

In a farmhouse in a small mountain village, two groups of people were facing each other. Both sides were prepared for a fight, with roughly equal numbers. The atmosphere was tense... an ominous silence filled with the smell of gunpowder.,Zhou's momentum had completely dissipated in an instant. If he had just been perceived by others as a level-ten threat, now he appeared more like a street thug, a complete change of persona.,Their self-sufficiency is also unfathomable. They have been in this line of work since they were young, killing countless people. Here, they felt the information from their kind, or rather, they were hunters, but the hunted.。