บท 1240: Counter Strike

Aqua Ape "looked" at the person blankly.

The stare from Aqua Ape made the eight-headed, seven-tailed viper tattoo man frown.

He hated such a glare, or should it be said, he hated those who didn't fear death.

"Did anyone ever tell you that your blind gaze is really hateful?"

As the man spoke, he swung his arms repeatedly.

The eight-headed, seven-tailed viper tattoo man couldn't help but twist along with the motion, as if it was leaping out of the man's arm and devouring its prey.

But what really came out from the man's arms were metal arrows.

Tsk, Tsk Tsss!

Three consecutive arrows plunged into Aqua Ape's body.

Blood splattered, and Aqua Ape, who was already exhausted, became weaker, but the man wasn't relieved of his anger at all.

Quite the opposite, the man became even more furious because Aqua Ape was still just as calm. Even though he suffered many attacks, his eyes and countenance didn't change.

"Hmph!"