Chapter 827 New Life_2

"Get the hell out of here on all fours,"

Old K's voice roared like thunder, his forceful tone startling even the black-clad bodyguards into stumbling!

What is the logic? Might is the logic, the Blazing Legion was simply showing these people through actions that the military didn't operate on reason—my gun is the reason!

San Shan made no response whatsoever; he didn't even dare to lift his head for a glance, sometimes a gaze could determine one's life and death—he had no doubt that even a severe look could result in an even graver crisis for himself.

Watching the men crawl out of the room one by one, Old K then lit a cigarette; these guys who had once been space pirates had survival instincts many times worse than theirs; a single look from their superiors told him what to do, a single command how to do it—since Apophis said 'please,' what better way to please than to show them out?