No 1 Supreme Warrior

“Haha… The problem isn’t that they made mistakes; everyone is susceptible to making them. They can only blame themselves for their stupidity!” remarked a disciple with a smile. “It was our turn, the Bloodshed Clan, to send our members to guard this area. They were selecting who among us would stand guard at the start of the year. Who would’ve expected those two to hit the muzzle of the gun!”

The smile on this young man’s face froze, however, the moment he finished, all because he saw a group of more than a thousand people in front of them.

Jack and the others stopped in their tracks, equally surprised to notice the other party.

“Why are there so many people here?” The fatty opposite them frowned as he studied Jack and his company. Baffled, the fatty blurted, “That’s not right. We’ve never seen the tokens on them before!”

then thought of something and exclaimed, “This isn’t right… These

disciples from the Bloodshed Clan inhaled deeply and

Young Master Jack, we’re done for. It looks like they’re from this area!” Alerted, Alejandro looked at

the other hand, said, “Why should we be afraid? There are

than two thousand people!” Titus frowned as he continued, “The most crucial point is that we don’ t know where these people are from. Are they also members of the Nine

their tokens: they’re the same as those two people we killed before. The tokens are maroon-colored and have

from the looks of their clothing and age, they should be disciples