Hearing Wang Hao's voice, a surge of panic struck Black Panther's heart.
This morning, at the bar, Wang Hao had taken down their group all by himself. Even Bao, who never bowed his head, had submitted to him.
Remembering that brutal scene, Black Panther could not help but tremble all over. In his heart, he cursed Zhao Shanhe's entire female family eighteen times over.
He forcibly calmed himself down and, like a tail-wagging, pleading dog, put on a fawning smile, patted his chest, and swore, "Brother Hao, do you have any other orders? Just say the word, and I'll go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"
Wang Hao waved his hand dismissively and stepped forward to wrap an arm around Black Panther's neck, a gentle smile on his face, "Don't worry, I don't need you to go through fire and water."
"By the way, how much silver did this guy spend to hire you?"
