Hydra Bloodline Warrior

Though Qian Jin had exited the endless world, the pain in his body didn’t disappear immediately. The pain, which when converted to strength, was capable of turning tens of thousands of houses into rubble had been alleviated greatly, but was still beyond his tolerance.

"My friend! What’s wrong with you my comrade?" Duren Burg gazed at Qian Jin in astonishment before wearing an angry face, "Who was that? Who made that sneak attack on you! Tell me and I will get revenge for you! How dare he do it! Who dares molest my cigarette warehouse?"

Cigarette warehouse? Qian Jin screwed his lips, wondering what he was talking about. Qian Jin raised his hand, swept away the sweat that had perspired out of his forehead, looked Duren Burg up and down, and asked in a faint voice, "Are you a bloodline warrior?"

"Oh? You're a quick one!" Duren Burg thumbed up, "I exerted a small amount of bloodline power out of fear just now and took it back instantly. How did you notice?"