"Hahaha, indeed mad, thinking that one person can deal with all of us?"
"Master Hou, there's no need to wait, right? This brat killed Young Master; let's capture him first, and make him go through all our torture devices."
"Go ahead, take action!"
Master Hou nodded, his expression ferocious. He wanted to watch Xiao Chen die a miserable death, to pay for his son's life.
At his command, dozens of people charged out.
Sadly, these people were too weak.
Facing Earth Fiend, even the bodyguards from Tianxing Company were as good as nothing, let alone facing Ghost Blade.
But clearly, Master Hou did not understand what kind of monster he was up against.
It wasn't until he saw those dozens of so-called experts all lying in pools of blood that his heart violently twitched.
He was stunned.
His snot sprayed out.
His mouth gaped like a hippopotamus's.
His tongue twisted into a strange shape.
That expression—it couldn't have been more ludicrous.
Dead!
All dead!