Guo Baokun watched Xiao Chen with a cold gaze.
At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to have already become a corpse in his eyes.
The woman he wanted, there was none he couldn't have.
How dare he not give him face, die!
However, the next moment, he was dumbfounded, even emitting intense fear.
How formidable was Xie Tiejing's attack.
Yet, Ghost Blade, sitting beside Xiao Chen, actually dared to throw out a punch just as powerful.
His face even held a hint of contempt.
This trash, even Ghost Blade looked down on it, let alone Xiao Chen.
What Alliance Master Golden Belt, that was nothing more than a show for the audience.
The true experts, who would go on that program?
Bang!
Crack!
As the fists collided, Xie Tiejing's wrist abruptly bent, emitting a loud noise.
It was as if his bones had broken.
He grunted, and his entire right arm drooped.
The piercing pain spread throughout his body.
