I, Chu Zhou, Enjoy Helping Others! (1)

"Aren't… Aren't you under an illusion?"

Komora Ernst looked at Chu Zhou angrily.

"Were you faking it?"

Loren Medici felt that they had been tricked.

"What do you think? My performance just now is worth an Oscar, right?"

Chu Zhou wiped the blood off his hands on the middle-aged white man's suit. Then, he stood up straight and looked at Komora Ernst and the others indifferently, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Komora Ernst and Loren Medici were furious when they saw Chu Zhou like this.

Who are they? Who is Chu Zhou?

He actually dared to look down at them like that.

"Attack! Take him down!"

Komora Ernst roared to the ten Western martial artists behind him.

In an instant, the ten western martial artists erupted with extremely powerful origin power auras.

The entire villa shook violently. Cracks appeared on the floor and walls.