"Are you with the organization?" Cheetah couldn't help but become wary. No matter what, Gray Wolf must not be left alive tonight. If word gets out, it would be a huge negative impact on the Iron Blood Corps, and they would certainly be punished.
"I already said, I'm your daddy!" Gray Wolf sneered.
"Damn it, I don't care who you are, since you stumbled upon this, there's only one outcome for you: death!" Cheetah roared, then turned to a few short-haired young men behind him, "Brothers, go, take him down."
The short-haired young men nodded and charged at Gray Wolf.
"You small fry think you're worthy of fighting me?" Gray Wolf sneered, then dashed forward with an arrow-like step.
Bang bang bang, Gray Wolf quickly engaged in combat with the group. But within seconds, the short-haired youths were struck by Gray Wolf and sent flying back.
