Attacked!

Although the others did not speak, the expressions in their eyes were ordinary and incomparably sharp.

"Deal with us? Hahahaha…"

For a moment, Ito Ono looked at the military team and sneered.

"What right do you have?"

"With my fists, I can make your head explode!" The 1.9-meter-tall man gritted his teeth and spoke.

The next moment, the sound of guns being pulled could be heard. They suddenly looked to the other side and saw more than ten figures holding submachine guns walking out.

For a moment, all the guns were pointed at the military team.

"I just want to know if your fist is faster than a bullet. Is it harder than a bullet?" Ito Ono looked at the man. "Say something. Why aren't you saying anything? Huh?"

These few words made the eyes of the military team turn darker and darker. Their expressions were extremely dark.