"Damn it."
Wang Xingui couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. Based on the evidence Zhang Su just listed, obliterating Beita Camp wasn't excessive at all. It was just that the explosion earlier was too terrifying; he still felt lingering fear.
"I'm Zhao Guishui, the village chief of Beita Camp. Brothers, the ones who harmed you have already been blown to pieces. The ones left are all innocent people. Don't commit more sins; don't let your subordinates commit more sins!"
Zhao Guishui's pained and distressed tone echoed in the sky.
"Innocent? Committing more sins?"
Zhang Su's gaze turned cold. When a fight breaks out, there are no innocent individuals on either side, and he had also heard some voices disagreeing with Zhao Guishui.
For example: Old Zhao, stop talking and get on with it, avenge our brothers; fight to the death; I must avenge Brother...
