Speaking of daydreaming, no one is better than me.” Yue Yang ignored the flirty girl who was burning in anger and couldn’t wait to tear him to shreds, and turned around to the other way instead. There was a sound of heavy footsteps on the other side, walking nearer towards them step by step with a rhythm. Yue Yang and the four girls saw an approximately 5 meter tall giant with eight arms walking towards them with great strides. He advanced more than ten metres with every step he took.
That Eight-armed Giant was clutching the Flying Tiger Ambassador in his hands as if he was pinching an insect.
The Flying Tiger Ambassador had not died yet, but he was on the brink of death.
There was only one injury on his body.