Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

er the murderer, hand over the murderer!" At the door, at least a thousand people were gathered there, screaming frantically. 。Some emotionally charged people were still throwing stones at the blacks..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonsued a series of orders, and the blockade at the cave mouth came to a halt. 。Underneath the blinding white radiance of the explosion, a mirror appeared behind Zhang Huanyun, resembling a full moon....