You have ambition, I just give you the opportunity.

One gun, one person.
A twenty-year-old boy, whose face had not yet been completely corroded by the wind and frost and who could be considered to have just left his youth, stood on the stage with his eyes suddenly cold and resolute.
The momentum is strong, but sharp enough.
The last elder of the Bafang Tianwu League on the opposite side felt a pang in his heart.
Even when facing a twenty-year-old youth who was a whole Fang Tian lower than him in realm, he felt insecure.
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