Two roars exploded at the top of the tower.

Two circles of air waves with a diameter of fifty meters spread across the sky and are constantly spreading.

Fang Cheng shook his head and smiled.

What this said is too urgent.

With a chuckle, Fang Cheng took leisurely steps - the space fluctuated to the extreme, slightly distorted.

Spanning seven thousand meters in one step!

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Beimen Base City, on the roof of a Central Street.

The Starry Sky Prophet Meng, the planet-level martial artist Leng Bin, the planet-level chanting master Luo Yu, and the planet-level chanting master Li Fangcheng, the four people stared at a young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

This young man is only fifteen years old.

Fang Cheng's eyes were strange, and he looked through the information book sent by the God of War beside him. The more he looked through it, the more he became, the more he became. The more he looked through it, the colder he became.

At the age of fifteen, he actually forcibly insulted seventeen women.

The cruelty of ravage and the cruelty of humiliation are simply unspeakable.

Moreover, fifteen of these seventeen women are all flowery girls, who are not yet sixteen years old... They have two things in common-

One, beautiful and beautiful.

2. Ordinary civilians.

Fang Cheng gently pursed his lips.

Even as a god of war, he never used force to coerce or oppress innocent people, let alone such behavior.

It should be noted that the pain this brings is far stronger than direct killing.

Fang Cheng licked the corner of his dry mouth.

Seventeen women, thirteen were covered in bruises and purples, unable to withstand torture and humiliation. After being thrown home, they all chose to commit suicide.

Cosmic endorsement?

Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

The universe endorsement must also die.
Chapter completed!