C447 The Way to Delay the Fight(1)

The unconscious Tang Anyi was carried away by someone. The curtains of this battle had been drawn.

Chu Mo, who had won another match, once again welcomed the cheers of the surrounding audience!

"I won. Who bet with me just now? Take the money and quickly drip it down!"

"Holy shit, the ninth young master is known as the genius incarnate of the third young master