"Aurr!"
"He's killed so many of our brethren, why're we still wasting words on him?! Go! Kill him!" Andy quickly snapped to his senses. He roared loudly and led the charge toward Lu Sheng.
His tribe was almost destroyed. Currently, he had resolved himself to die.
He had never been afraid of death. Compared to death, he valued honor more.
He was the wolf king! Wolf king Andy!
Even if he were to face a black tiger, face a lion, face a huge crocodile, face a…
"Bam!"
After a muffled sound, the world fell silent.
Lu Sheng landed a palm strike on Andy's head. His violent and formidable strength erupted. In an instant, the wolf's skull split open like a watermelon, and red and white substances splattered all over the ground.
The other wolves did not even follow him. Lu Sheng's massacre before this had already scared them out of their wits. The wolf king Andy's final outburst was his final struggle.
"Pooh."