บท 222: Martial Emperor Dragon Fists

Red Eyebrows and the others helplessly let go of the weapons in their hands. Dragging their steps, they came to the Jungle Ranger like students who saw their teacher after making mistakes.

"Master..."

A soft whisper slipped out from Red Eyebrows' mouth whereas the others bowed their heads obediently. In their hearts, Qin Fen wasn't merely just their boss.

Although the training was strict to the extent where they were almost killed, it cultivated a special kind of emotion. That was not fear but respect.

"Wang Hao is dead."

The words were emotionless but it brought a heavy impact that stunned Red Eyebrows and the others at the same time.

Dead? Wang Hao once experienced four to five assassinations in one day, yet managed to detect them before they happened. The Wang Hao who was able to evade a sniper's aim easily despite being located thousands of miles away had died unexpectedly.