chapter 998 Twelve

Upon hearing this voice, Chuck Hao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he turned his head to look over.

Not far from a large tree, a young man with short hair and a silver earring on his ear was squatting.

A pitch-black stick was around his neck, and his hands rested on it. At this moment, he looked at Chuck Hao with a smirk.

"Jatta List Number Forty-Four, Chuck Hao?" The young man narrowed his eyes at Chuck Hao.

Chuck Hao's eyebrows also furrowed slightly. He knew who this...