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"Drunken Fist?"

When the drunk man heard this name, his eyes revealed a look of doubt, because he had never heard of such a strange name before.

Besides, he was already drunk. How could he fight? This was clearly nonsense.

"Alright, I'm going to make my move!"

As the drunk man still revealed his doubt, Ye Xiu shouted lightly. This time, he did not retaliate passively