"Fifty thousand is too little?"
The knife-scarred man could not believe his ears.
As long as it was a normal person, they would be scared witless after hearing his words. However, this kid was not scared away. Instead, he complained that he had killed too few people.
"This kid must have a problem with his brain!" He muttered to himself.
"Not much!"
Tang Hao said with a smile.
The knife-scarred man suddenly laughed and was a little annoyed,"kid, tell me, how many have you killed? Let me guess, are there ten of them?"
"Ten? You're looking down on me too much!"
"Then, a hundred! Do you have any?"
"It's too little!" Tang Hao shook his head.
The knife-scarred man was startled. He thought that this was interesting. He was not an ordinary person to be able to kill more than a hundred people at such a young age.
"That's less than a thousand, right?" He pondered for a moment and said with certainty.
