In the white monkey's hands were two broken wooden sticks. The white monkey had always loved the wooden stick that Su Yun had personally forged for it. However, the wooden stick had already been broken into two during the missile attack. Therefore, the white monkey's eyes were filled with anger. It looked at the Sakura soldiers in front of it with dense killing intent.
"W-What type of geneticist are you?" The commander of the Sakakyo raised the gun in his hand and asked Su Yun with a trembling voice.
When Su Yun heard this broken Chinese, he slowly raised his head. He looked at the commander expressionlessly and said coldly, "I'm not a geneticist. I'm someone who only wants your life!"
The commander of the Sakakyo was already extremely tense. When he heard this, he subconsciously emptied all the bullets in his magazine at Su Yun.
