"What do you mean? Are you threatening us?!"
"We are not easily scared. Go ahead, shoot if you dare! Come and chop me if you can!"
Several youths shouted at the top of their lungs.
They had been surrounding the armored vehicle for half an hour now, and the vehicle had not so much as moved an inch, let alone fired any shots.
This indicated that these military personnel cared about their reputation and did not want to escalate the situation.
This also gave these people the courage to challenge the military.
Swoosh!
Howard swung his broadsword fiercely.
The youth who had been the loudest felt a chill on his scalp.
Reaching up, he touched his head and found that a large patch of his hair had been shaved off, revealing his bald scalp.
"Murder! Murder!"
Terrified, his legs went weak, thinking he was going to die, he began to scream desperately.