The Mighty Fighter Is Back

Charles looked at the distant battlefield with fanatical eyes.

Once he also had the hope of becoming as powerful as Pierre. Unfortunately, he was far from qualified to do so.

Charles held back his depression and said, "Keep watching. Pierre has just started to exert his strength!"

The battle over there was very fierce.

The fleet over there began to fire. It blew up splashes tens of meters high like stormy waves.

Pierre was like a swimming fish. He shuttled through the sea as fast as lightning, dodging shells and bullets.

With a pair of iron fists, he constantly punched the warships.

Boom!

The warships were broken asunder one after another!

In less than 10 minutes, more than 20 enemy warships were completely annihilated!

"Really? All dead?"

Charles's men were all stunned. It made their hair stand on end.

Charles said with a wry smile, "Now you know why I would rather resign and return to the W gang."

The men looked at each other in shame.

was raging and

men looked at the disintegrating fleet. They felt like stormy waves, unable to calm

Pierre

cold. His murderous look was soaring and his speed was faster than a swimming

all over the sky while jumping onto the

the heavily armed fleet, he looked imposing and

immediately stepped forward and presented

the general for

came forward one after another. They shouted in unison to

took the towel and wiped the water drops on his body, then lightly ordered, "I have been back for so long and I haven't fought

revealed

a fleet was a piece of cake

us to return!"

stepped forward, respectful and

mighty. He destroyed the enemy fleet. He

after another, looking ashamed. With admiration and worship in their eyes, they were looking at Pierre like looking at

Pierre. We

narrow view.

were congratulations from the

is taught by the Lord. Compared to him, I am still a hundred thousand

suffocated by shock, with their

was already powerful. Then, to what extent was the power of

country