It is obvious that Red Dragon has seen through it that these three men in black are from the forces that Ingersoll cooperated with.

His deputy palace master was not aware that his behavior was just a matter of trying to get a tiger!

"Can you let me know which force do you come from?" Chilong asked.

With one against four, and even with bare hands and empty fists, the Red Dragon does not have the advantage.

"You don't need to know." The three men in black didn't say anything, and Ingersoll sneered twice in mockingly: "Of course, maybe I will tell you before you die."

Chilong shook his head, smiled faintly, and said nothing more. It seemed that he had an answer in his heart.

"Three, please do it." Ingersoll said.

He stood with a knife, his eyes full of splendor.

"Is it still time for me to escape now?" Chilong asked, which seemed to be the first to show weakness.

"If you can get rid of it, it will naturally be too late." Ingersoll replied lightly. He has been standing directly behind the Red Dragon, blocking the Red Dragon's retreat. His power has begun to flow rapidly in his body, and he is in a state where he can take action at any time.

"It's a bit sad for the two of us to come to this point. I said, we should solve them first and then solve you. This sentence still counts." Chilong shook his head lightly. When he said this, there was no other unnecessary emotion in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll wait." Ingersoll said.

"Then you just wait." Chilong threw down a sentence. After he finished saying this, the god, known as the iron fist, suddenly twisted his body and punched him in the back!

The fierce fist force seemed to collapse this space!
Chapter completed!