C295 CHAPTER295 TEN THOUSAND YEARS OLD HATTORI WU

Some people made smarter choices, and Sam Moreels usually ignored them. As long as they didn't bother him, he couldn't be bothered to draw his sword or spear. However, some were just too greedy.

"It's the Living Hades!"

"Get him!"

"Don't let him escape!"

"Quick, send up the signal flare! Call for backup..."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... A rain of swords and spears flew by