"Hahaha, Yun Hao, you truly are arrogant, facing death yet still daring to show off like this!" Ding Li laughed arrogantly, his feet lightly touching the ground as he soared into the air, halting about ten meters above the ground.
Still, this was enough for the surrounding mercenaries from other Mercenary Corps to see.
"Wow, Mr. Ding actually flew into the air!"
"Fantastic! This time we can definitely kill Asura!"
"We must kill Asura, kill this guy who has long dominated Africa!"
"Kill Asura, wipe out the Thunder Mercenary Corps!"
In an instant, a series of shouting and killing voices erupted around, all chanting to kill Yun Hao and wipe out the Thunder Mercenary Corps, making it seem like Yun Hao had some deep personal vendetta against them.
It's not surprising they want to kill Yun Hao so badly. Over the years, on this African battlefield, Yun Hao's Mercenary Corps, though not the largest, was indeed the most dangerous, rarely provoked by anyone.
