A Medieval Rabbit

“A qualified Artillery Master must have enough attack range! That is why it’s reasonable for me to have a 3-kilometer-wide cannon,” Kerr Cowell said as he watched the people around him react with dumbfounded reactions after his firework display.
Tens of thousands of different races were thrown to another world and forced to wage wars against each other. That marked the start of a new world where survival was the sole focus.

My Cannon Is Three-Kilometer-Wide

Kerr Cowell casually glanced at the man and the girl he was holding: "It's me. Are we still on time now?"


"Then hurry up, don't delay, I'm waiting for your good news."


"No problem, sir. You can rest assured!"


The man wearing the lion mask was excited and nodded. Then, holding the girl in his hand, he walked away from the venue. The surrounding people exchanged looks but did not say anything.


The man wearing the lion mask was naturally James Grey, the eldest son of Irving Grey, the chairman of the Black Europe Corporation, who had come to carry out the task.


The young man in the white suit on the stage slowly lifted the microphone to his mouth.


"Brother, don't tell me you're going to kidnap everyone here today?"


Scar Dog cast a sideways glance at the man on the stage and casually said, "By the way, hurry up and bid for yourself.."


Chapter 233: "Jiang Cheng's company sponsors the entire operation of looting and plundering."