Lieutenant General He Zhen put down safely and looked around at the Americans around him.
Deng Deng Deng.
Being swept away by He Zhenzhong's cold gaze, those guys couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Their intuition told them that the man in front of them was extremely dangerous.
Those reformers are all high-minded and powerful, even the Lone Wolf Group A has been beaten like this, but now, they don't have any courage in their hearts and just want to escape.
Is this the Chinese God of Death?
terrible.
All those guys had cold sweat pouring down their foreheads, and they were extremely nervous.
"Are they all here? Well, let's solve it at once." He Zhenzhong murmured, and then looked at Marshal Chu and the others, "Go to heal first, leave this place to me."
"yes."
Marshal Chu and the others did not hesitate at all. Now that the God of Death is here, everything will be over. They know very well how powerful the God of Death is.
And the faces of those Yankee monsters became ferocious one by one. What does this mean?
"Don't waste any time, let's go together."
Seeing He Zhenzhong standing proudly, those guys almost gritted their teeth. They admitted that the damn Chinese in front of them was indeed very powerful, but for one person to challenge so many of them alone, what else could he do than seek death?
Those guys looked at each other with a cruel sneer on their faces. Since this damn Chinese wanted to die, why didn't they do it? Suddenly, those guys began to cautiously surround him.
The Brazilian special forces around them couldn't help but widen their eyes. With so many American monsters, the God of Death wants to challenge him alone? I have to say that this is really too fierce. After all, any one of these monsters can be killed.
Killed hundreds of their people.
He Zhenzhong twisted his neck, and suddenly there was a crackling sound.