"Speak, which organization do you belong to? What is your purpose here!"
Ren Feifan's foot was stepping on the body of the man in black, a scene strangely familiar.
Just a while ago, the man in black was stepping on the Protect-Dragon Tribe's granny in the same manner.
What goes around comes around, now it was his turn.
Just as the man with the broken leg was about to speak, a terrifying voice suddenly exploded in the sky above the Protect-Dragon Tribe!
"How dare you young punk! You lay a hand on my brother, is it because you want to die? Speak up!"
Hearing the voice, the man with the broken leg grasped this lifeline like a drowning man clings to a straw, with a whimper in his voice, he shouted at the sky, "Big brother, this kid has killed many of our brothers! You're finally here! Take revenge for us!"
The next second, a gust of wind hung in front of Ren Feifan, and a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe appeared before him.