"How could this be, why would the Warzone people come at this time?"
Hearing this, everyone at the scene looked horrified and completely baffled.
At this moment, a group of Gray Zone bigwigs no longer thought about killing Ye Fan to collect the 10 billion but were all thinking about how to survive what was coming next.
"Boss, the brothers can't hold on any longer, we should retreat first!"
"Run, a large number of warriors are charging over!"
"Retreat, retreat, retreat!"
Outside the conference room, the subordinates of the Gray Zone bigwigs were terrified, facing imminent disaster; they didn't care about the life or death of their own bosses and chose to run away at the first chance they got.
Despite the congregation of over a hundred Gray Zone giants with forty to fifty thousand underlings at the meeting, they collapsed instantaneously in front of the well-equipped warriors.
Within mere seconds, the hundreds of bigwigs and their minions disappeared without a trace.