Chapter 645
- “Uncle, this is their turf. Just take the hits. Don’t hit back.” Xia Shuai held the mic like a show host. It sounded like he was warning the Redscale Tiger, but he was really tipping off the martial arts association crew.
- I brought a guy who could stand there and let you swing all day, and you still might not land a win.
- Long Feihong, you think you’re all that? I’ll show you what real power looks like.