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Chapter 322
Chapter 322 - The Fight for the Baiqi Killing Sword a Cold Light Suddenly Appeared
Among them, the man in sunglasses and the woman labeled number nine exuded a martial presence that was nearly on par with Uncle Hai!
“Lv Yingyu, you dare to oppose the Nether King's Hall!”
The man in sunglasses grimaced with rage as he bellowed.
“The Nether King's Hall?”
Jiang Hao was taken aback upon hearing this. It was his second encounter with the name Nether King's Hall.
And it was Gu Quanzhong and his brothers who hailed from there!
Yet, even in the face of the world's second-largest mercenary organization, the Nether King's Hall, the woman numbered nine stood her ground, her voice icy. Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com
“Nether King's Hall, nothing but a pack of rats!”
“This is Hua country, the Lv Family bows to no one!”
“The Lv Family, they're not from Tianhee City, are they?”
Jiang Hao racked his brain but came up empty. He had never heard of them!
But now was not the time for such thoughts.
Jiang Hao observed the squabbling factions, who seemed to have forgotten he was even there!
A smirk played on his lips as he casually opened the car door, saying,
“Come on, you're all here for the Baiqi Killing Sword, right?”
A glint of ice flashed in Jiang Hao's eyes.
The man in sunglasses, who dared to use his family as leverage, was as good as dead to him.
Not even his affiliation with the world's second-largest mercenary group, the Nether King's Hall, would save him.
Jiang Hao's face was a mask of grim resolve as he addressed the man in shades.
“Fine, take the sword!”
With those words, Jiang Hao launched the wooden box skyward, sending it spinning towards the man in sunglasses.
All eyes locked onto the soaring box.
The man in sunglasses, catching sight of the wooden box hurtling his way, was ecstatic.
Lv Yingyu, meanwhile, was consumed by frustration, stamping her feet in a fit of rage.
But in that instant, a flicker of cold light sparked in Jiang Hao's hand.
Swoosh!
As the crowd fixated on the wooden box, Jiang Hao's hand whipped out with lightning speed before snapping back.
“Ah—Ah—Ah—!”
Amidst a chorus of screams, the ten gunmen aiming at Jiang Hao felt their hands grow heavy, and their weapons clattered to the ground.
As the wooden box descended, the man in sunglasses instinctively caught it, then rolled behind the car with a swift somersault.
The others were quick to react, scattering in panic, each seeking shelter and concealment.