Chapter 827 : The Sweeping Monk

• With a wave of Thunder's hand, his followers rushed into the small fertilizer factory. In an instant, the factory was filled with the sounds of killing, resembling a crowded train station during the Spring Festival travel rush.
• Bai Jiuzhou squinted his eyes and stared at the main building in front of him. His throat still felt a dull pain, and the blood had already congealed, no longer flowing out. However, this couldn't stop the killing intent in Bai Jiuzhou's heart. Tonight, he was determined to take Luyanxi's head.
• Suddenly, there was a series of noises coming from inside, filling the entire main building of the fertilizer factory with chaos and shouting.