"Have we been spotted..." Hearing Otte's exclamation, Ouyang Lingtian's face darkened instantly.
"Hahaha! The King of Soldiers from the Heaven Slaying Troops is indeed formidable, surround him!" After stepping back a few steps, Otte ordered his subordinates to move forward and control Ouyang Lingtian.
Facing dozens of dark gun muzzles, Ouyang Lingtian also grew tense.
If he were alone here, he could have wiped out this team with minor injuries.
But there were so many unarmed rich second generations and beautiful wealthy people at the scene.
If he really made a move, they would definitely be involved.
Biting tightly on his teeth, Ouyang Lingtian eventually raised his hands over his head.
Seeing this scene, the second generations at the scene instantly collapsed.
The final hope was extinguished, and what awaited them now would be the toughest days of their lives.
"You all, men and women, stand on each side!" Looking at the neatly dressed second generations, Otte roared.
