Urban Dark Lord

Wang Zheng glanced at Shangguan Yunxiao's already unrecognizable corpse and then took a long, deep breath. Looking up at the sky, he could smell faint traces of blood and gunpowder in the breeze.,"Old Sheng, Qiangzi, brothers, did you all see this" Wang Zheng stood quietly, gazing at the sky with his thoughts racing for a long time without speaking.,Chu Zhaonan was sitting in his office chair flipping through financial reports. Recently, he had been very concerned about financial matters; the company's statements were reported daily and needed to be compiled into special analysis reports.。