A slip of the tongue

None of the mercenaries here dared to mess with young master Harve, even though they knew he wasn't very strong.

It was all because his big brother had a certain amount of power in the entire mercenary base.

Especially his speed, it could be said that he came and went without a trace, and their strength could only be compared to his back.

"Wu, Wu, Wu ... Goose ... Cooking ... I want you to think ..." The young man lay on the ground and hugged his hands in pain. His words were also leaking.

No one could understand what he was saying!

However, she could roughly guess that he was the one who said that his big brother would definitely make Zhou Hao and the others die without a burial place.

Zhou Hao gave him two tight slaps, using all his strength, and knocked out a few of his teeth.

To Zhou Hao, who had boundless strength, not killing him was already giving him enough face.