Meanwhile, the situation inside the villa was hanging by a thread!
Zhou Yeqiang and the others had their achilles and wrist tendons severed, lying on the ground unable to stand up!
On the contrary, the shadow grew stronger as the battle progressed, approaching Zhou Yuan step by step with a blood-dripping dagger, and asked menacingly, "Do you regret it now?"
Those eyes, like a demon from hell, carried an endless deathly aura, causing the temperature in the entire villa to plunge to freezing point!
In her heart, however, it wasn't so much a hatred for Zhou Yuan but a dissatisfaction with the entire society; thus, she didn't act immediately, simply seeking something to soothe her soul.
"A real man never regrets."
Zhou Yuan, looking at each brother who had fallen for him, was consumed by an immense rage that surged from his heart to his crown, "If I do not die, I will grind your bones to dust!"
Regret?
Had he done anything wrong?