Chaplain!

When the members of the Black Dragon Sect saw it clearly, fear appeared on their faces.

 Who was this guy? How did he get his hands on such a military grenade?

 Just as the fifty Black Dragon Sect members were about to retreat, two grenades exploded at the same time.

 Sparks shot out and spread in all directions along with the shrapnel.

 "Ah..."

 "My leg…"

 "I... My hand is gone..."

 In the next moment, the six unlucky people standing at the front did not even have the chance to cry out in pain before their souls returned to the underworld.

 As for the dozen or so people who were still alive, they weren't in a good state either. Some had broken arms and some had broken legs. Some of them hugged their bleeding stomachs and rolled on the ground, screaming.

 The smell of gunpowder and blood filled every corner of the underground arena!

 Those who were unharmed were also shocked silly.

 Compared to pistols and grenades, the standard machetes in their hands were not even toys.

 "Who are you?"

Jack naturally heard the commotion outside, so the moment Sean Martin stepped into the office, he was already on guard.

 His right hand was under the table, holding a black pistol.

 "Those who obey me will prosper, and those who resist me will die!"

 "Remember, you only have one life!" Sean Martin's eyes were filled with mockery.

 As one of the eight Guardian Deities, Jack had seen too many such scenes.

 But...

 At the moment, it was a little unusual.

He had a gun in his hand, so he was not afraid at all. He then said coldly, "You want to subdue a hall of my Black Dragon Sect by yourself?"

 However, he clearly knew that the person in front of him must have real ability. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to come straight to him alone.

 Therefore, he was much more cautious.

"No no no…. Of course not."

 Shawn Martin sat down and said playfully, "I think you're mistaken. You'd better not take out your gun. Otherwise, we won't even have the chance to be friends!"

 In fact, as the ancestor of guns, he had long seen Jack's every move.

 However, he did not care!

 "F*ck you!"

 "I'll kill you!"

Jack, whose intentions had been exposed, instantly took out his loaded pistol in anger. He pointed it at Sean Martin and pulled the trigger.

 But in the next moment, Shawn Martin's body moved like a ghost!

As the number one instructor of the Blood Fiend Mercenary Group, if he didn't even have the ability to dodge bullets, how could he have nurtured a soldier king like Aiden?

When Jack finished reloading the magazine, he was completely stunned. He looked at Sean Martin, who was smiling evilly, and his heart was filled with fear!

 This kid…

He was faster than a bullet!

 Shocking!

This was a scene that could only be seen in martial arts television dramas, right? He did not expect it to happen in reality!

 "Shh..."

Sean Martin did not speak. Instead, he put his pinky in his mouth and whistled!

 'Rumble…'

 In the next moment, the originally solid wall collapsed from the impact of the huge object.

 Following closely behind was a bulldozer with eight fully armed and masked men standing on it!

 "You…"

Jack stuttered in fear, "You guys…"

 This was the basement!

 Damn it, how did the bulldozer get here?

 The simple and crude method had also left an indelible shadow in his heart.

"Submit or die. Choose one!"

Sean Martin took a step forward, his aura rising steadily. There was no longer a smile on the corner of his mouth, but a dense killing intent.

Looking at the eight rifles that were enough to turn him into a sieve and Shawn Martin who was closing in step by step, Jack's expression became more and more nervous, and his pupils dilated.

 Submit or die?

 Any fool would know how to choose!

'Plop…'

Jack's expression changed drastically as he knelt on the ground. "I'm willing to lead the Black Dragon Sect to serve you forever!"

He had to surrender to one of them anyways. Did it matter who it was?!