Who is this officer belonging to?
Looking at the body that is almost two meters tall, even without a head, Fu Qian let out a sigh of amazement.
On one hand, it's the size, and most importantly, without a head, he couldn't even cosplay it if he wanted to.
Never mind, his intention for coming here was to stretch his muscles in the first place.
Quickly making up his mind, Fu Qian took a deep breath, and his face rapidly transformed.
Just before the bloodstain reached the tip of his shoe, he had already changed his appearance to be slightly taller and with profound pupils, easily sidestepping at the same time.
Raising his hand to adjust his slightly lengthened hair, the palm of his right hand was rolling a grayish-white eyeball.
Indeed, the appearance Fu Qian had transformed into was that of the notorious Ji Ping, who used the clout of the Rebirth Club to deceive others and had now been executed.
