Seeing Ren Feng in this state, Laine's eyes flashed with light, and he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, today, you will surely die by my hand!"
The others also chuckled sinisterly, and Black Eagle's face showed a hint of greed!
Ren Feng's head is worth money!
Meanwhile, Ren Feng was in unimaginable pain.
The disease within his body is congenital, but it didn't act up much when he was young. Recently, however, it has become more severe, especially around the time of returning home; it's happening so frequently that he can no longer suppress it!
He initially planned to take some time to go back and consult the elder to suppress it, but unexpectedly, it flared up at this moment.
"Your position as the King of Mercenaries, you probably won't make it through today." Laine's face was full of triumph and mockery, "Rest assured, after you die, this position will be mine!"
