"Why? Because you are trash?"

The young man led by Bloody Hand asked subconsciously.

"Because, our people and good equipment are not here with us."

"In addition, waste can also be counterattacked."

When the leading young man here said this, a look of amusement appeared on his face.

The young man leading the team with bloody hands frowned slightly, looked at him and asked: "Not here with you? Where is it?"

"Look around you."

The leading young man in black slowly stretched out his hand, pointed around and said.

At this moment, there were more than two thousand people left in the Blood Hand Mercenary Group, and for no apparent reason, an ominous premonition arose in their hearts.

"What do you want to do?"

The young man leading the Blood Hand Mercenary Group suddenly widened his eyes.

"I want to kill you!!"

The leading young man here smiled faintly, with a cold chill on his face.

"Dang! Dang!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Chapter completed!