Wang Biao, who was originally smiling, never dreamed that the silver robe general in front of him was so decisive and did not give him a chance to make up for it.

Almost the moment he reacted, the steel pipe had fallen.

Wang Biao instantly petrified. After feeling a numb pain from his head, he looked straight at the young man with a sneer in front of him.

"You...you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Biao's body became weak and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog.

"The Marquis has been fighting for ten years, and has killed countless enemies and has made great achievements in war. He dares not represent the king's law. You are just an ant who enjoys peace, but you do things like pigs and dogs, and you should be punished!"

When Po Jun said this, he glanced coldly at the rest of the people in the venue and snorted coldly.

Everyone was so scared that their legs became weak and they fell to the ground.

Seeing everyone's cowardly, Po Jun sneered, "A group of scumbags, cut off their arms, go to the police uniform guards, otherwise..."

"Kill without mercy!"
Chapter completed!