Holy Dragon City.
Fatty looked at the potion in his hand gloomily, as if he was looking at a super poison.
"Boss, can we stop drinking?"
Looking at Tang Zhen in front of him, fatty probed.
"I have to drink it. I have to finish it today. Thanks for your help!"
Tang Zhen's face carried a trace of determination as he completely ignored the Fatty's request.
The Blood River King and the others were gloating at Fatty's misfortune. However, when they saw Fatty's pleading gaze, they turned their heads to the side or showed helpless expressions.
"You disloyal bastards, just you wait!"
After cursing in his heart, fatty turned to look at Robert and roared in a fierce tone, " "I say, kid, can you do it or not? if you continue like this, even if I'm not poisoned to death, I'll die from diarrhea sooner or later!"
Robert, who was wearing a white robe, immediately looked apologetic when he heard this. He expressed that he was about to succeed.
