The street descended into a deathly silence.
The assassins looked at the two figures sprawled on the ground whose heads were swollen like pigs.
"That… that person should be number seven, right?" Someone said in a daze.
"That's right, he's number seven!" Someone replied. He sounded like he was in a daze as well.
The assassins in the top ten were monsters that inspired fear. However, number nine and number seven had fallen to that Huaxia kid.
Moreover, that kid was only nineteen years old!
That was incredible beyond belief!
"Are all Huaxia people freaks like him?" Someone shouted.
Tang Hao stood there with one foot on Sallu's face. He looked around and roared, "If you all are already here, then you'd better stop hiding and come out now. No one gets to leave today!"
His voice echoed in the night, but there was no movement.
