"Damn, performing an Iron Cloth Shirt, and even making a death wager, does it have to be this funny? Hey you, hurry it up, I can't friggin' wait!"
"Exactly, exactly, regardless if he ends up croaking, it'll definitely be tomorrow's headline!"
"Should I notify the media for you? You'll be a Kung Fu master known by all tomorrow!"
"..."
Many people chimed in anxiously, having seen someone survive being hit in the chest with a big rock, but when it came to the Iron Cloth Shirt, they just laughed.
Ling Xiaonan was speechless; since when did this idiot get so long-winded? As if this lame hammer could take my life, no way, I'm the captain of the Dragon Group for crying out loud.
The Dragon Group is something others don't know about, but Ling Xiaonan knows very well. It's a secret military unit dedicated to defending the nation, with only a few hundred soldiers capable of facing thousands of foes, each an elite of elites.
As the captain, Ling Xiaonan is naturally extraordinary.
