Chapter 697 The Great War of South (2)

“Hey, Gorilla!” Matthew walked toward Tarzan and called out to him after Matthew Collins blasted away two of the Moore family’s elites. “’Sup?” Tarzan wiped the sweat off his face as he stared at Matthew with red eyes. “How about we have a little competition? Let’s find out who killed more opponents?” Matthew was eyeing Tarzan with interest. Tarzan was fated to become the biggest competitor of Matthew within the Wolf’s Den from the moment Tarzan joined the organization. Moreover, Matthew was a hammerhead. He had already taken Tarzan as his imaginary enemy for quite some time. Tarzan was fated to be a hassle by Matthew for a long time in the future. “Humph!” Tarzan grunted. He wasn’t keen on playing this stupid game with Matthew. He had his eyes on the three aces of the ex-Great Sky Group's. After all, Lucia Fyre was killed by them. Meanwhile, Lancelot Fyre was coming toward Tarzan. His blade was covered in blood. He had a fresh wound on his back. The blood was flowing from the