Chapter 147 : Birthday Turns into Memorial Day

But they overestimated themselves and underestimated Wang Dijun. When they approached Wang Dijun from different angles, the hidden crossbows in the darkness once again poured out, and Wang Dijun's silver needles silently shot out under the cover of the arrow rain. When they were only five steps away from Wang Dijun, all three of them fell to the ground in strange positions, just like the two before them.