"Let me go!" Zhou Xiang struggled, punching toward Tang Zheng's stomach.
"Seeking death!" Tang Zheng grabbed Zhou Xiang's wrist, his other hand gripping the collar forcibly, and he suddenly slammed him against the wall. Blood streamed down from the temple.
"Hey, are you dead men? Didn't you see me being bullied?" Zhou Xiang's head was spinning as he yelled for help from his companions. Until now, he still thought that Lin Chen would stand by his side.
Lin Chen turned his head away, not wanting to look at him. This guy was a disgrace to the Instant Noodle Team, utterly lacking the mettle of a B-Class Conqueror.
Bang, bang, without another word, Tang Zheng pressed Zhou Xiang's head against the wall and smashed it brutally, then grabbed his hair and pulled it in front of him to start taking off his Space Wristwatch.
The muzzles of the three female Musketeers were all aimed at Zhou Xiang's head, ready to blow it off at any moment, while Xu Biyun held her gun, alert to Lin Chen.
