"Shoot it down! He dared to make me eat shit, I'll turn him to ash!"
The Great Grandmaster who had previously boasted about eating shit couldn't back down now, he didn't even care to ask if the people on the plane were allies or enemies, he just wanted their lives!
Does he not care about his reputation?
Just when the Black Pine League people were ready with anti-aircraft guns and personnel were in place.
The plane suddenly fell quickly.
Stopped not far away.
The dust rose, smoke everywhere!
"General, what do we do?" The guards looked at the Great Grandmaster, asking for instructions.
It seems the newcomers only have this one plane.
Just a helicopter, can't carry many people.
There are plenty of experts here, they can handle it completely.
"Doesn't matter who they are, just blow them up first!" The Great Grandmaster was feeling displeased, and the Black Pine League was in wartime status, killing someone was insignificant.
Of course, he didn't really need to eat shit.
