Wang Fuqiang felt his skin crawl. What was she so excited about?
Upon seeing Wang Fuqiang cowering, Zhao Danggui pinched him hard: "You deadbeat, do you want to die? What are you standing there dumbfounded for? Don't you act all high and mighty in front of me normally?"
Grinding his teeth, Wang Fuqiang finally gathered some courage: "So what if I sought you out? Let me tell you, don't think I am really afraid just because of a few words…"
Before Wang Fuqiang could finish, Muniang had already taken three steps toward him, moved quickly, and with a shoulder throw, sent him crashing to the ground. His large body slammed down with a thud, and Wang Fuqiang nearly broke his back, letting out a shriek like a pig's: "You wretched woman, how dare you throw me!"
Muniang sneered: "Not only will I throw you, I will also kick you senseless!"
