Twelve people in total, occupying twelve positions, seemingly random, yet they could both attack and defend, trapping the trench coat man with the feeling of having no escape.
The vest-wearing man stared at the trench coat man and said, "It's most important to defeat the opponent as quickly as possible. Knowing we are the Dragon Tooth Squad, who exactly are you to come here?"
The trench coat man glanced around at everyone, coldly smiled, "What? You don't recognize the brothers who fought side by side with you back then?"
With that, the trench coat man suddenly removed the hat on his head, revealing his face.
Or more precisely, a face covered with a metal mask.
Under his eyes, on the location of his lips, lay a metal mask, its cold and hard surface gleaming with a chilling light, engraved with eerie patterns that made it appear terrifying.
It was obvious that this mask wasn't fastened onto his face with anything, but seemed nailed directly into his bones!
