"That's right, that trash Qiao has long been an eyesore to me. This time, I finally got the chance to kill him!" Meng Tong's eyes lit up.
"So you're saying, boss Meng Tong, you're going to let this little brother go and directly trample on trash Qiao, that idiot who overestimated himself, to death in the next round?" Cha Wu can't help but ask with hope.
Meng Tong was stunned for a moment. Then, he looked at him with a strange expression and sneered,"When did I ever say that? Did I say I'd let you go? Don't lie to yourself, you scum!"
"Gah?" Cha Wu was instantly stunned. After a moment, he quickly smiled and said,""Boss Meng Tong, this little brother's heart isn't good and can't take a scare. Please don't joke with me!"
"Who's joking with you? Do you think I'm that free to waste my time joking with a weakling like you?" Meng Tong sneered, no longer showing the smug and satisfied expression he had earlier.
