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"They actually let them get away!"

Bai He and the others rushed over, their expressions incomparably grim.

They had been confident they could take down Tang Hao's group of three and tear them to pieces.

Yet they had never expected them to escape at the crucial moment.

Yang Wudi gritted his teeth and snorted. "No one expected Tang Hao to be such a coward. He even had a Soul Tool prepared and fooled us."

"He was once a Titled Douluo, after all. And after hiding all over the place for so many years, naturally he has a few tricks up his sleeve."

Niu Gao sighed. They could only say that they had been too careless.

They had failed to kill Tang Hao this time. Finding him again next time would not be so easy.

After today's battle, Tang Hao would definitely hide his tracks even more carefully.

Even though the Speed Clan excelled at gathering intelligence, there was no guarantee they could find him.

After all, the Speed Clan had failed to locate Tang Hao for more than a decade.

That showed just how good that guy was at lying low.

Bai He clenched his fists. Damn it—what a pity he had not gotten the chance to rip that bastard's head off.

"Grandpas, don't worry. Although they got away, they've already suffered severe injuries."

"And I've already crippled Tang San's little thing."

Bai Chenxiang recounted what had just happened, leaving everyone staring at one another.

Her shot had failed to injure Tang Hao, but it had hit Tang San's little thing instead?

After his initial shock, Yang Wudi burst into laughter. "Good, good, good! This is even more painful than killing him."

"Let that bastard experience what it feels like to have his family line cut off."

"He has a