Exhausting All Trump Cards, This is Real Strength! Part 2

Seeing Su Mo holding a spear and springing out from the dust with terrifying speed toward Sun Bahu, the young men in the car turned toward the man previously driving the vehicle.

Wang Ze was Sun Bahu's closest confidant. Although he joined recently, he won the Sun Bahu's trust as soon as he entered the team, which was why he was the driver of the Spike.

"Help? You want to go out there?"

"Don't we have guns…"

"Guns?" Wang Ze sneered.

"What will you do if you miss the enemy and hit Sun Bahu instead?"

"Uhh…"

Wang Ze poured cold water on the other young man. Ultimately, they could only watch as Sun Bahu got beaten up like a rag doll not far away. 

Everyone exchanged glances. Ultimately, none of them dared to volunteer to go out to help.

Sun Bahu had incredible strength after going through two levels of modification.