Not far away was the boundary stele, and Old Seven was still five meters away from it; he had no chance to step forward and walk past it.
Su Han stood there, like a barrier, one man guarding the pass, unsurpassable by ten thousand!
"You dogs, shall not enter Tianhai!"
Su Han's expression was cold as he stared at Old Seven, his voice like thunder, causing Old Seven's eardrums to ache in pain, making him scream in agony.
They... they were regarded by Su Han as dogs, not even worth comparing to dogs!
Old Seven's lips trembled, his face pale, he turned his head to survey his surroundings, the seventy or eighty men he had brought with him now all lay on the ground, while Iron Cannon and his men, like gods of war, were full of murderous aura!
"Dare to cause trouble in Tianhai again, and you won't be thinking of going back," Iron Cannon said coldly, his foot on a thug, teeth clenched.
