After leaving the central tent, everyone in the Senel family looked at each other and said nothing, but each returned to the tent.

Kambo's face was gloomy, and Scala's difficulty was still in his imagination. If he did what Scala asked him to do well, it would be Scala's ability to use people. If he couldn't do it well, he would become

His own incompetence and whims will earn him nothing but ridicule.

To be fair, what he just said did mean to muddy the water, but in fact, he really felt that there seemed to be some connection between the two things. The fact that he did not find any abnormalities did not mean that there were no abnormalities.

The fire was entirely attributed to accidents, which seems unjustifiable, because there are indeed many strange things.

Scala's performance just now was too calm. Why did Scala act so calm?

Kambo was thinking hard, and suddenly, he was shocked. Could it be that Skala thought that the guy who set the fire was one of the people in the big tent just now.

This...this seems really possible...

In the midst of the intrigues and intrigues in his mind, Kambo, who was thinking about the joints, came to his tent, opened it, and walked in...

The punch that hit his body silently didn't come to his attention until the terrifying fighting spirit began to wreak havoc in his body like a pile of red-hot blades, but it was already too late, even if

He was already at level ten, but in the face of such a sudden attack, especially when the attack had already touched his body, he had no time to react.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Tie's fist landed on Kambo's throat, chest, heart, lower abdomen, and upper body, hitting seven punches at once. The fist was like the wind, so gentle that there was no sound, but the terrifying power of the fist

, but with the first punch, a tenth-level strong warrior lost all his ability to move and shout.

Kambo was as exhausted as mud, but he was not dead yet. He stared wide-eyed at this pariah-like figure who suddenly appeared in his tent.

"Bah..." Zhang Tie squatted down and spat on the ground. Then he picked up the long sword hanging on Kambo's body, stood up again, and pulled the long sword out of its scabbard.

"You used this sword to cut off the old man's limbs that day, right?"

Kambo was speechless. He seemed to understand what Zhang Tie wanted to do. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say wait...

With a wave of the sword in Zhang Tie's hand, Kambo's head rolled down from his neck with his mouth slightly open. He grabbed the head, took off the guy's storage bag and threw it into the black iron.
Chapter completed!