But at this moment, a group of tall men with similar figures rushed out.

He swung the arm that was thick with thighs and rushed towards them.

The bullet hit them, but they seemed to have no idea what death was.

Without fear of life and death, he rushed forward against the guns of Bazard and the others.

The mercenaries in front were immediately pushed to the ground by them, and some were even dismembered by five horses.

"Retreat! Retreat!"

As fewer and fewer people around him, after killing more than a dozen big-sleeved, round-waisted and unafraid of life and death, Bazard knew that his ammunition was insufficient.

There is only one way to die if you stay here, especially these guys are so strong.

So I hurriedly ordered a retreat, but it was too late.

The guys who kept using them around had surrounded them.

Just as Eight Claws were still shouting, suddenly, several figures from the tree shot at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, when the shadow fell to the ground, the eight-claw's head had been cut off by the sharp dagger.
Chapter completed!