"Are you not going to run?"
Ye Xuan ignored the escaping Black Mountain Hawk, instead turning to Wu Zongkui and coldly asked.
Wu Zongkui came back to his senses, looked at Ye Xuan with fear, swallowed, and stiffly said, "We, the people of the Great North Federation, will never be cowards..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he took off running, his short legs pumping like they were on fast forward, zooming far away.
Only a fool wouldn't run!
Just a moment ago, it was all to catch Ye Xuan's attention—damn it, he couldn't even fight because he had lost his hands.
Now without his arms, his short, stocky body wobbled from side to side, just like a duck!
However, just as he had run only a few steps, Ye Xuan's figure dashed over, and Wu Zongkui, looking back, was scared out of his wits.
Cursing in his mind, why isn't this guy chasing Black Mountain Hawk, why is he only after me?
Click.
