Suddenly, a huge water pipe leaped out of the ripples without warning!
Water Escape: Art of the Water Cannon!
"Whoa!"
The water tornado burst from the ripples with an awe-inspiring force. Several large trees around it were smashed apart by the water tornado.
"A... a water pipe?!"
Chizuru and the others watched the rising water tornado, collapsed onto the ground, and muttered with ashen faces. Clearly, the moment the water tornado appeared, they felt that their chances of survival had dropped sharply.
"Damn it, it's all because of that bastard He Qian. Since we're all going to die anyway, I'm going to kill this old bastard with my own hands!"
After being distracted, one burly man glared viciously at Chizuru again and raised his huge fist to strike him. The other burly men did the same, revealing sinister expressions once more, as though they wanted to vent all their fury on Chizuru.
Chizuru gave a bitter smile and slowly closed his eyes. His granddaughter cried as she tugged at the burly men, refusing to let them hit her grandfather, but they roughly shoved her to the ground.
"Roar!!!"
The water tornado let out a resounding dragon's roar at He Qian and the others. Though it was not as earth-shaking as the roar of a true dragon, it was enough to subdue ordinary people like Fang Zi.
They were stunned by the water tornado's dragon roar and did not dare move. The fist hanging before Chizuru stopped only after a moment, then began trembling uncontrollably like a pendulum.
Fang Zi and the others were terrified and did not dare look directly at the water tornado. They only dared sneak a glance. When they saw the dragon head of the water tornado facing them, they became even more frightened, their calves shaking