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.

raging and the waves

like stormy waves, unable to calm down for a

of shock, Pierre jumped out of

murderous look was soaring and his speed was faster than

up splashes all over the sky while jumping

destroying the heavily armed fleet, he looked imposing and

immediately stepped

to the general for his

another. They shouted in unison to celebrate Pierre’s

have been back for so long and I haven't fought for a long time. Today, I

tone revealed

was a piece of cake

orders us to return!" someone

forward, respectful

enemy fleet.

worship in their eyes,

sorry, General Pierre. We were wrong

men of narrow view. Please forgive

from the

worshipping and fanatical eyes, Pierre said faintly, "What I have learned is taught

men were almost suffocated by shock, with their eyes

powerful. Then, to what extent was the power of

a country