Just Look Who I Am

Han Jiang's monstrous strength made the people pointing guns at him look at one another.

On a battlefield, the thing that could kill effectively was not necessarily a machine gun. It could be anything.

The Ural Silver Wolf in their organization could use anything ordinary people would never expect to kill enemies.

"My apologies, you two. My men were rude. How about you come back to our organization's base with me first?" Their leader clearly knew how to read the situation.

The Second Honkai had erupted in Siberia, and the country had since fallen apart, entering an era of warlords fighting one another.

Exaggerating a little, children who had grown up from then until now had learned to hold a gun before they learned to pick up the knife and fork used for eating.

Anyone capable of establishing an organization on this land was no fool.

"Please don't get angry, you two. Everything can be discussed." The leader kept pushing his men's machine guns down as he said to Han Jiang and Durandal, "This isn't the place to talk business. Let's go back and sit down to discuss it."

The leader directed his men to clean up the battlefield, ordering half of them to seize supplies from the other side's base while the other half escorted the prisoners back to their own base.

On the way, Han Jiang asked, "How are you planning to deal with these prisoners?"

The leader chuckled. "Those willing to surrender will have their ranks broken up and join us. Those unwilling will become slaves. That's the rule of this land—the victor becomes king and the loser becomes prey."

Their base was extremely crude. It was clearly some abandoned military warehouse from the past that had been converted into a living base, more like ancient mountain