"What kind of soul group, ghost group, I am still the Palace of Hell? They are a nondescript organization, and they want to steal funds from us, and they don't know what they can do!" The leader, a burly young man with a height of 1.95 meters, stared at Wu Di and said contemptuously!

Wu Di’s face was swollen after being beaten!

Unconvinced, he stood up quickly, pointed at everyone and cursed: "Don't be so cool. If you have the guts, just wait a little longer until our captain comes and kill you shameless people!"

So damn frustrating!

Ever since these people saw me, they never paid attention to the soul group!

I’ve never even heard of it!

Grandma’s!

In the past, Wu Di might have been a little more tolerant, but now, he will never be forbearing!

Why?

Because he saw Su Ze's temper with his own eyes. He was a descendant of the God of War Su Muyun. Regardless of his strength or background, he didn't disdain these dogs at all!

"Let him come, what if he can still be unreasonable?"

"Can an action team compete with our regular war zones for funds?" The young man said with disdain!

and……

The moment his voice fell!

An off-road vehicle with a local license plate rushed into the compound!

Snap!

Four people got out of the car!

When Wu Di saw Su Ze coming out of the co-pilot, his old face was so excited that he almost laughed like crazy!
Chapter completed!