Peerless War God in City

C308 Millions of Male Soldiers



C308 Millions of Male Soldiers

"Whoosh!"    

    

"Whoosh!"    

    

Haotian looked up and two beams of golden light shot out from his eyes. They streaked across the sky, carrying with them the power of the heavens and earth … He sped away.    

    

Jiang Dunhao had just lifted up Barrett, so he didn't have time to fire.    

    

"Puchi!"    

    

Two voices rang out.    

    

The golden light was like a bullet, penetrating through Jiang Dunhao's body and piercing through both of his arms.    

    

"Clang!"    

    

Jiang Dunhao was in pain. He screamed as the Barrett in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of impact.    

    

Jiang Dunhao was lying paralyzed on the ground with both of his arms hanging low. Blood was flowing down along his arms and his upper body was covered in blood. The white bones could be vaguely seen.    

    

The two golden rays of light pierced through Jiang Dunhao's arms, blowing his flesh and blood into a blur. His bones shattered, but it did not injure his tendons.    

    

Therefore, if Jiang Dunhao were to slightly move his muscles and veins, they would transmit an excruciating pain to his brain.    

    

The ten fingers linked together to the heart. It was better to die than to live!    

    

The pain in his hand was like a heart-piercing pain!    

    

"Young master Jiang, you seem to have miscalculated. Your gun can't hurt me."    

    

On the chair, after Haotian stretched his back, he lazily looked at Jiang Dunhao and said casually.    

    

On the other side of the desk.    

    

The pain penetrated his heart. Jiang Dunhao's face was pale and colorless. The intense pain that came from his arm every now and then was heart-wrenching. It made him feel unbearable pain, and it also made him more and more shocked.    

    

What exactly is the identity of this fellow in front of me?    

    

Why was it so terrifying?    

    

Not even Barrett could hurt him.    

    

Haotian was sitting on a chair, wounded. The corner of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a trace of a smile.    

    

He looked at Jiang Dunhao blandly, looking devilishly calm.    

    

"What? Do you still want to struggle in death?"    

    

At that moment, Jiang Dunhao's body was shivering nonstop. His back and forehead were covered in cold sweat. The pain that came from both of his arms was corroding his nerves.    

    

He gritted his teeth, held back his actions, and shakily stood up.    

    

Then, he staggered to the front of Haotian, leaving a trail of blood behind him.    

    

Jiang Dunhao's face was pale. He slowly lowered his body and respectfully said to Haotian:    

    

"Sir, just now, this little one … "You are too reckless, your lordship is generous, please do not lower yourself to my level."    

    

A grand young master of the Jiang Family, a grand character who could cover the sky with one hand, a presence that could summon the wind and rain within the Hsingyi City.    

    

At this moment, his face was full of respect as he bent his knees and begged others to forgive him.    

    

This scene.    

    

If anyone else were to see this, they would be scared silly.    

    

"Don't lower yourself to the same level as you?" Hearing this, Haotian faintly smiled.    

    

He looked at Jiang Dunhao and said meaningfully, "Young Master Jiang, weren't you very powerful just now? How can you …"    

    

"Didn't you want to take me down or even kill me? Why are you scared now? This isn't like you. I'll give you one more chance. Didn't you say that there are still 2,000 people outside? Haotian slowly said.    

    

Boom!    

    

Jiang Dunhao's face changed drastically when he heard this.    

    

He quickly shook his head and said, "I …" "No, sir, please forgive me just this once, please!"    

    

The favored son of the heavens, the prince like Jiang Dunhao, actually begged Haotian to spare his life.    

    

This scene.    

    

It was simply shocking.    

    

However.    

    

Haotian, however, didn't appreciate it.    

    

Haotian looked at Jiang Dunhao with a carefree expression as he calmly said:    

    

"Mister Jiang, I don't know, but are you satisfied with the people I brought here today? I, Haotian, have given you enough face. If you think that's not enough, my North Realm and the million strong army will immediately come under my command!"    

    

"I guarantee you that you'll be satisfied!"    

    

The corners of Haotian's mouth had a hint of an evil smile as he slowly spoke.    

    


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