Harvesting.
Exactly.
For Yang Chen and the Iron-faced Man, this battle was nothing more than harvesting lives.
Fire was nothing to the Iron-faced Man, but for these special forces, it was as impossible to escape as a leech clinging to the bone. In the end, they either fell to the kiss of the flames or were mercilessly killed by the Iron-faced Man.
As for Yang Chen, it was like a wolf in a flock of sheep, unable to withstand even a single charge.
These special forces, though from the top guard of Beihai Country, even trained by master-level figures of the Northern Federation, were still far from being Yang Chen's match.
After all, all the international special forces had to tuck their tails and walk around when they encountered the Dragon Tooth Squad back then.
