This guy must be retarded, hitting his own people!
Looking at the Nine Dragon Body Token in Zhu Wuan's hand, Sun Wukong…No, Sun Zhanqiang also widened his small eyes and stared at Zhu Wuyang in disbelief. His face was filled with grief and indignation.
Looking at the puzzled looks of the group of people, Zhu Wuwan said calmly, "" Compared to you, I hate this idiot who dragged me into this. Other than internal strife, what use is this kind of person? "
"I…" Sun Zhanqiang wanted to cry but had no tears. So it was because of this reason. But was it wrong to ask for help from his own people? Why did it become an internal strife?
"Bang…"
Sun Zhanqiang, who still wanted to say something, was sent flying by Zhu Wuwan's kick again and was ruthlessly stuck to a huge rock.
