"Good! Remember my name; it's Jiang He!"
Jiang He took a deep breath, his fists clenched and immediately made a crisp cracking sound.
He walked towards Chu Mo step by step.
Thud, thud, thud...
At that moment, it seemed as if the floor was trembling; his entire figure, like a massive mountain, gave off an oppressive feeling when moving.
It was as if he was a road roller, making the whole ground tremble.
Moreover, the people around clearly felt an overwhelming suffocation with each step he took, as if the air temperature dropped slightly.
Many even felt they were starting to have difficulty breathing.
"Captain Jiang He really is strong! Just this aura is terrifying enough!"
"Yes, I think this kid is going to suffer!"
"You know, Captain Jiang He hasn't been angry for a long time; it seems this kid will soon be beaten into a punching bag and cruelly wasted."
The soldiers around started discussing, even getting somewhat excited.
