"I don't think that's necessary. How about this, I'll put one hand in the air, and you win if you can pull it down." Tang Wen shook his head and stretched out his hand in the air.
"How can we pacify the world if we can't even do it with one hand? Lord Jue, I'm coming." Chu zhuangxiong was so angry that his nose almost twisted. He snorted and reached out to hit Tang Wen's hand.
Puu!
Chu zhuangxiong was immediately forced back a few steps, his face full of shock.
The next moment, he shouted, jumped up, and pressed down, trying to press down Tang Wen's hand.
In the end, Tang Wen's hand still didn't move. Chu zhuangxiong's entire body was hanging from Tang Wen's arm.
His face turned red, but she didn't move at all.
He knew that he had kicked an iron plate today.
"Go!" Tang Wen suddenly swung his arm, and Chu zhuangxiong flew out of the window.
Furthermore, he performed a 360-degree spin in the air and flew around the inn.
