"Damn it, I can't do this anymore!"
"What's going on?" Liang Hao, one of the Eight Great Guardian Warriors of the Black Dragon Sect, roared angrily. "What are we doing?"
"They're asking us to get ourselves killed1"
And this complaint was like a fuse that completely aroused everyone's dissatisfaction!
"Clang!"
"Bang…"
"I quit too!"
"Mr. Martin is satisfied now. He won't care about our lives anymore."
"Brother Hao, lead the way! No matter what the consequences are, we don't have to suffer such humiliation under Oliver Walker!"
"So many of our brothers have died. Has he ever said anything to comfort us?"
".."
In an instant, more than a thousand Black Dragon Sect elites, at least three to four hundred of them, threw their standard machetes on the ground.
They really couldn't take it anymore!
"What are you doing? What do you think you're doing?!"
