After Harvey’s slaps, the self-proclaimed head of the Eight Heavenly King, the Dragon King of Country J, collapsed.

Death, in vain!

She was the King of a generation and had been running wild in Country J. Yet, she was actually slapped to death by one mere man.

The elites of Country J turned completely pale at the sight.

Now, they no longer have the courage to raise their weapons against Harvey.

Harvey was indifferent. He took out a tissue to wipe his fingers. “I’ll say one last time. Get out here, Roy Garfield.”

“As for the rest of you, stop sacrificing yourselves.”

Dead silence spread across the crowd.

They were as quiet as the dead.

Never had they imagined that someone would dare to barge through the gate and kill their men in Buckwood, of all places.

This man even had the audacity to call Roy by name to come out!

The air was still, frozen stiff.

Some were shocked, some were solemn, and some clenched their teeth in frustration; but no one dared to move or speak.

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