Why Are You Going to America? Hell Suits You Better!

Ye Chen lifted his head and glanced at them. He coldly said, "Don't worry, I can definitely kill these bastards within 2,000 meters!"

The old master and the rest on the helicopter were shocked as soon as he spoke.

There were only 2,000 meters left. The speedboat was moving at high speed and could go ten meters per second.

It would only need 200 seconds to cross a distance of 2,000 meters, which would only be a little over three minutes. They could totally get into America's sea territory.

Was it possible to kill 20 to 30 people on that speedboat within three minutes? Not just that, they also won't stop firing shots.

"Hahaha!"

At the same time, Western Overlord Liu's hysterical laugh came from the speedboat. "Mad Southern Ye, you've chased me for 1,000 miles. I'll enter America's sea territory in less than 2,000 meters. By then, you won't dare kill me even if I stood right before you.

"Let me ask you, what can you do about it?"