"Huh?"
"We're the Jashin Cult! The Jashin Cult!"
"Not some evil cult!"
"Calling us that is the greatest insult to Lord Jashin!"
The young man was furious.
He had actually called their great Jashin Cult an evil cult. Young people these days had no manners at all!
"You just said you're the leader of the Jashin Cult. Good, I've got a question for you. Who hired you to kill me?" Zhou Fan asked.
"Who are you?" The young man was equally puzzled by Zhou Fan's arrival.
Just then, one of his lackeys hurriedly reminded him,
"Boss, I think he's Zhou Fan! The bounty target worth a million!"
At that, the young man immediately remembered.
"Oh, so it's you." The young man recognized him now, too.
"Old Zhou, someone actually put a million on your head? You're a big deal!" Zhao Qiu said.
"Only a million... am I being underestimated? Seems the person behind this doesn't want to catch me all that badly," Zhou Fan muttered.
Having a bounty on his head was certainly no good thing.
But having such a small bounty on his head made him feel a little insulted.
"Get them! Take them all down!"
The young man waved his hand, and his subordinates immediately charged.
This was a bounty target worth a million!
For an organization like theirs, which had only recently been founded, a million was already a huge sum!
If they stuck to hunting mutant beasts, who knew how many they would have to kill to earn a million?
"Old Zhou, I'll handle these guys. You take their boss!"
"Giantification: Meatball Tank!"
Zhao Qiu stepped forward of his own accord, his body rapidly expanding. Then he rolled forward at speed, barreling through everything like a wild bull charging at full tilt. There was simply no