Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...
Three years...
So much so that he now feels as if his body has been hollowed out.
Meanwhile, Lin Youxi, who was watching from a building in the distance, gaped in astonishment.
Ophina's face lit up with surprise: "He's dead! The Pope is dead!"
"He really killed the Pope!"
With the Pope dead, it means that no one can hunt her down anymore.
From now on, she will no longer have to live a life of hiding and running away. In fact, she can even get a certificate to settle down in China.
Thinking of this, Ophina smiled with satisfaction.
The night wind fell from the void. After the great battle, the surroundings were in ruins, and four or five corpses lay on the ground.
In the distance, more than a dozen military vehicles were driving towards them, with Li Guodong sitting in the lead vehicle.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat, but when he saw Ye Feng's figure, a look of wild joy immediately appeared on his face.
"Mr. Ye!"
Li Guodong hurriedly got out of the car, and dozens of soldiers surrounded the area.
Looking at the corpses, Li Guodong's heart trembled violently.
"Where is the Pope?"
"Dead!" Ye Feng smiled faintly.
"Dead? Dead so quickly!"
From the moment the Pope arrived in China, only about half an hour had passed, and the Nordic Pope and all his subordinates were all brutally murdered.
Li Guodong originally thought these people would be difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect that Ye Feng would kill them all in such a short time.
For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"Quickly! Clean this place up!"
At Li Guodong's command, dozens of soldiers quickly began a large-scale cleanup, and soon the ground was spotless.