The bastard son of a b * tch who eats others for his own good

"So don't worry, I won't hurt you again. Moreover, there are a hundred people participating in this mission, and twenty of them will win. In fact, we can join hands to fight against the other side's forces. Besides, you're injured now and you're not my opponent. I can kill you easily, so there's no need to talk so much nonsense with you. You should know my sincerity."

Wen Muchu waited for a while and heard the man's hoarse voice replied in a low voice.

"However, after today, it will be a new day after dawn. As long as you stay here and don't move, you can kill me and get another head. At that time, the three day deadline will be up. You only need to kill one more head and you will win."

A trace of surprise flashed through Wen Muchu's eyes. Although this person's voice was a little hoarse and dark, he could still tell that it was a woman's voice.

Wen Muchu had never expected that there would be a woman who dared to join the fierce dragon unit.