As the voice fell, the door of the virtual world slowly opened, and a ray of sunlight shone in, returning to the real world.
"Hiss!"
"This doesn't make sense!"
"Impossible!"
They watched as Zhou Hao slowly walked out of the door. Other than a little color on his body, he did not look as dispirited as they did.
It was as simple as coming back from a trip.
He even stayed there for a full hour. Even the other mercenaries were in disbelief.
Only the big shots were able to stay in there for an hour.
The sunlight shone on Zhou Hao's body, making him look like a god of War sent down by heaven.
Not only did his aura not have any power, but he also felt that his strength was even stronger than before.
This made the mercenaries feel a little incredulous!
"You can give me the money now!" Zhou Hao looked down at brother Nan, who was sitting on the ground.
A bet was a bet!
As a man, he must keep his word.
