at the dead puppet worm, Chen Ping directly threw it out. In his opinion, a puppet worm's skin was useless to him!Just as the puppet worm died, in a secluded courtyard in Kyoto, a middle-aged man in... Pavilion!At this time, Zhao Wujī had already prepared the car at the door and was personally driving it!"Mr. Chen, get in the car. I'll take you out of the city. I believe no one would dare to target...