What are you waiting for?
Or perhaps you're hoping for something?
"Hoping someone will come to save you?" Night Wind laughed, and his smile appeared incredibly sinister and terrifying in Sampa's eyes.
Night Wind wasn't in a hurry to kill him; he didn't want these people to die so quickly.
Killing them so easily would be too lenient on them!
He wanted to give these people hope, and then extinguish that last glimmer of hope!
He's going to crush them one by one!
"No! Night Wind, I'm telling the truth!"
"I have a lot of assets overseas, and hundreds of women!"
"In Southeast Asia, no one dares to disobey my will!"
This statement is absolutely true. Sampa was second only to the emperor in power throughout Southeast Asia.
His assets totaled several tens of billions, but he certainly didn't want to hand them over to Ye Feng.
He's just pretending to stall for time.
"Sorry! I have no interest in your stuff!" Ye Feng said calmly.
After a while, in the distance, a dense mass of figures appeared in the eye of the night wind.
At the same time, an even more powerful aura was rushing towards them at a terrifying speed.
Sensing this aura, all the elders of the Nanyang Holy Altar grasped at it as if it were a lifeline.
"Holy Altar Master! We've arrived!"
"Night wind!"
"You got to be arrogant for a bit, but now, you're not leaving here alive!"
"Haha!" An elder laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.
"That little bastard killed so many of us and beat Elder Sangpa like this. The Holy Altar Master will definitely refine his soul!"
"Let him suffer the most terrifying punishment in the world!"
The others also showed expressions of ecstatic joy; they all wanted to see how Ye Feng would die.
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