Feng Sheng was not sure if Andy Elliot could understand Japanese or Chinese, so he spoke in English, the international language.
His cold tone made Andy Elliot feel a little scared.
However, what shocked him even more was Feng Sheng's speed and decisiveness.
In the Lone Wolf Mercenary Team, even if his individual combat ability was not the best, he was ranked in the top ten among the 100 to 200 people.
However, in the battle that they had just experienced, or rather, in the one-sided overwhelming battle.
He didn't even have the ability to counterattack!
Just like that, he was beaten down by the other party!
This was simply unbelievable!
"Where is Alexander Gerri?"
Feng Sheng squatted beside Andy Elliot and stepped on his hand.
His other leg used his bent knee to press against Andy Elliot's waist, making him unable to resist or stand up.
"Your name is Feng Sheng?"