Wang Cheng looked at the sky and laughed loudly. The sky at dusk felt particularly touched and said loudly: "I don't know anything. I don't know your identity, I don't know what you were called before, and I don't know your purpose. But I know that all of us were fooled by you, and became chess pieces in your hands, and became your tools to destroy this American base. Now you are so happy, and you still want to kill me? Who will you kill next one? Are they all going to be silenced by you?"

Wang Cheng's voice came into everyone's ears!

The hundreds of mercenaries present were stunned, and then they all looked at Yan Wusheng in surprise.

Zhou Qinghai, Cage, Hank and others all retreated one after another, distanced themselves from Yan Wusheng, and looked at Yan Wusheng with great vigilance.

Except for the five Yan Wusheng's own people, everyone else stood ten meters away, and the guns were also slightly shifting, and they could aim at Yan Wusheng and others at any time!

Yan Wusheng seemed to be not surprised by this, stared at Wang Cheng and said, "Are you so sure?"

"I only know one thing."

Wang Cheng said with great certainty: "You were among the people who worked with the CIA back then. In the end, most of the people were silenced by the Americans, and only you survived. According to the information I know, General Clay, the host of the US competition, worked in the CIA back then. Is what I said right?"

"You were deceived and hunted back then. This time you brought people to participate in the American game. I don't believe you came for the championship. Your purpose is to take revenge!"

Lynch, Zhu Xinyong and others were shocked.

Not to mention the mercenaries such as Zhou Qinghai and Cage, they all stared at Yan Wusheng with wide eyes.

They didn't know about these things at all, but after listening to Wang Cheng's words, they believed them a little.

Because Yan Wusheng has lived a good life after retirement for many years. Logically speaking, it is necessary to have American regulations. No one dares to provoke him even if he enjoys his old age. Why do you still have to go out to get into this muddy water?

Obviously.

He came to Africa for a purpose, and the purpose was definitely not the competition itself.

"Senior Yan!"

Zhou Qinghai looked at Yan Wusheng with shocked eyes, as if he had thought of something, and whispered: "Is your real name Yan Wu?"

bass……

Sudden.

A sword light suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Qinghai. The cold sword light made his body tremble, and his fists clenched, but he did not dare to move.

Yan Wusheng stood in front of Zhou Qinghai, holding the sword's edge in his hand, his eyes were filled with emotion, and he asked word by word: "Do you know me?"

Zhou Qinghai's body was filled with sweat, his body was stiff, and he didn't dare to move at all. He said hurriedly: "My father worked with you back then, and he died in the cooperation with the CIA in the United States. I know your legend, but I didn't expect you to be Senior Yan Wu..."

Yan Wu?

Batu!

Cage!

Hank!

Every other mercenary looked at Yan Wusheng in shock, and everyone had admiration and admiration in their eyes.

That is the look of seeing idols and faith.

Yan Wu!

He was once the number one master in the mercenary world now and ranked first in mercenary!

It disappeared decades ago.

After a few years, Yan Wusheng appeared. Although Yan Wusheng was extremely powerful, he could only ranked second because the number one master recognized by all mercenaries was always Yan Wu.

Wang Cheng's heart trembled, and his eyes looked at Yan Wusheng or Yan Wu with a hint of horror.

At this moment, he clearly saw Yan Wusheng's breath changing tremendously.

It seemed that something that had been suppressed for a long time was released.

The breath within a radius of 1,000 meters is gradually beginning to change. (To be continued.)8
Chapter completed!