C739 Provoke

"You old gang, how dare you injure me, Ms Jin. I curse you to have a son without a head."

"And you, landmine bastard, if you lose, then hurry up and leave. What are you waiting for, do you want me to be your midnight snack?" Zhao Ziloong flew into a rage and pointed at them while cursing.

Thunderclap and the others were usually high and mighty, as if they were the kings of the earth