On the other side, a white-haired old man rudely smashed the door of the Sand Mercenary Group with one punch.

Just this one punch stunned the entire Sand Mercenary Group.

"Oh my god, who dares to cause trouble in the Sand Mercenary Group?"

"Get your weapons and kill this blind guy."

"It's that old man with white hair!!"

"He must have drunk too much fake wine, fuck him!!"

Everyone was a little confused at first, but when they saw that it was an old man with a white beard, they were instantly cheered up.

Hai Bodong picked his nose and said unceremoniously: "You guys talk too much nonsense, call your leader Rob to come out."

"You old man, you still call us boss, are you worthy? Come, kill him for me."

Just then, a sinister man walked out of a room.

"I've already told you that people who talk too much nonsense won't live long. Let me see who drank the fake wine."

Hai Bodong waved his hand, and the icy fighting spirit on his body instantly released, freezing those who had challenged him and the gloomy man into ice sculptures.

When the rest of the Sand Mercenaries saw this scene, they were instantly terrified.

They understood that this old man was not at the same level as them.

Therefore, the remaining mercenaries did not dare to say anything rude. They ran inside one by one with their trousers pulled up to inform the leader of the Sand Mercenaries, Captain Rob.

However, Captain Rob was not a fool and did not need to notify these people at all. At the first moment, Rob felt an extremely dangerous aura, so he knew that a powerful man was coming on the opposite side, and he ran out in a hurry.

"Sir, if we have offended you in any way, please give us your orders."

Rob's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was not able to contend with that move just now. No, their entire mercenary group was nothing but ants in front of him. The opponent was at least a Douling, if not possibly a Douwang-level warrior. To destroy their mercenary group was as easy as stepping on an ant.

"Where is Moxing?" Hai Bodong asked.

"That one, I'm afraid it's dead." Rob pointed at an ice sculpture, trembling.

Hai Bodong's face showed no expression. "OK, it's OK as long as I die."

Hai Bodong glanced at Rob again and said, "Help me do something."

"what's up?"

"You'll know once you do it." Hai Bodong said lightly.

Looking at the miserable Rob, Hai Bodong sighed inwardly, "Hey, I'm also a worker."

As Gu Fengchen followed Xiao Ding and Xiao Li, he suddenly began to think about a question, a question related to life and righteousness.

What is life? This is a very philosophical question.

For Gu Fengchen, even after traveling through two lifetimes, his definition of life remains unchanged.

In Gu Fengchen's view, life means breathing fresh air every morning and eating soy milk, buns and fried dough sticks.

He was a vulgar man, having been vulgar since childhood. The only thing that could be considered elegant about him was that he had joined a literature club in his previous life. Although he joined the club only because the club president was a beauty.

But at least I managed to read some famous books. OK, some of them can’t be considered famous books, but at least I am a cultured person, right?
Civilized people like to reason with others, but he doesn't, because he is a vulgar person. In this continent of fighting, if you talk to others about civilization, they will only fight you with fists and fighting. Even if you talk a lot of beautiful things, there is nothing you can do if others want to deal with you.

Although violence cannot solve all problems, it can solve most problems. (End of this chapter)