Ye Xuan, carrying the human-shaped Black Mountain Sculpture, walked back to the training field.
At this moment, the smoke on the field had dissipated, and the surroundings once again became clearly visible.
Wu Zongkui had been turned into a sieve by the helicopter, his entire body transformed into a lump of rotten flesh; his face was no longer recognizable.
Ye Xuan walked over, casually tossed the Black Mountain Sculpture beside the lump of 'rotten flesh,' and stepped on it with his foot.
The Dragon Soul team members on the third floor, upon seeing the mangled Wu Zongkui, felt a wave of nausea, almost throwing up!
Then, they shifted their gaze to the Black Mountain Sculpture.
This internationally notorious bandit chief, with all limbs broken, had met such a wretched end, entirely at the hands of the man before them.
No one had expected that this guy, who had always been cheerful around them, could become so ruthlessly vicious when he struck!
