"Pfft!"
Unprepared, Wu Gang was hit squarely in the stomach by a solid punch from An Wuri, instantly spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.
"So what if you have such bodily movements, in the face of overwhelming power, your skills are nothing special," said An Wuri in a cold voice.
"You know in your heart that you can't defeat me, if you're being sensible, hand over what I want quickly, and I promise you that whether it's the eastern district or whatever, I can satisfy you!"
Afterward, An Wuri added another sentence.
"Do you think I can believe your words? With your status in the Slaughter God Society, daring to say you can satisfy me no matter what, I'm telling you, you're not worthy!" Wu Gang, holding his stomach, said with a cold laugh.
"It seems, you know quite a lot!"
An Wuri's expression suddenly became sinister, her eyes conveying intense murderous intent.
