Chapitre 891: Chapter 891: What I Need Least is Your Gratitude_1

Chapter 891

Suddenly, the men in black in front of him started to get up, one after another.

The way they rose was strange, resembling zombies. Even if their bones were misplaced, they could still stand up quickly.

Each one of them attacked him as they rose.

He was dealing with them single-handedly: severing each one's arm and twisting their necks emotionlessly. He fiercely struck the back of their heads with the crossbow, causing them to shut down instantly!

Within five minutes, all the six men in black that attacked him were scattered, sprawled on the ground.

Limbs and severed heads were scattered all over the ground.

Violence?

Indeed, it was savage.

Bloodthirsty?

Not at all.

Because there was no blood, not a single drop.

All those collapsing were robots.

With her hands in her pockets, Chloe Collins watched as he fended off each attack and then clapped a few times, her expression blank.