"Never heard of it, not interested."
"You!" Zhang Hebao gasped for breath, widened his eyes, and glared fiercely.
"So, you want to start a fight here?"
Tan Ziping, sitting beside, wiped the oil stain from the corner of his mouth, didn't get up, just looked coldly at the man who suddenly came to challenge.
"I am also a 'Fighter', with the same authority as you!"
"If I can duel fairly with you, the flow of authority will be extremely rapid!"
Zhang Hebao clenched his fist and gestured towards Ma Nongmei's cheek, asserting:
"Well, the big contest is tomorrow, we'll see who is better on the battlefield, the righteous way!"
"I'm in till the end!"
Ma Nongmei burst into a big smile, his white teeth contrasting with his eager eyes, revealing the passionate blood of a youngster.
"Who is Zhang Hebao?"
"He just said he was from Yan Weilou, the most famous of Yan Weilou are the 'Ten Tails'....."
