"Bai Xiaofan, even if your cultivation is unmatched, what of it? I have dozens of guns here and five super experts in the late Foundation Establishment stage. What can you possibly do to me?"
Zheng Zhonghe was staring venomously at Bai Xiaofan, the malice in his eyes almost spilling out.
Jack had finally recovered from his shock and waved at his subordinates, dozens of submachine guns were put on safety, ready to turn Bai Xiaofan into a sieve any moment now.
At this moment, Bai Xiaofan looked like a man covered in blood. His clothes were beyond recognition. He slowly stood up, his eyes sparkling with a bloodthirsty gleam, surrounded by a faint black aura of killing intent.
"Today, unless there's a Golden Core Stage expert, no one can stop me from killing all of you!"
Bai Xiaofan's voice was cold, so cold that it made everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
"Arrogant fool, shoot him dead!"
Zheng Zhonghe bellowed, commanding Jack on the other side.
