"How are you holding up, Little Drunkard?" Wang Dadong let Jun Tianzui down.
"No problem," Jun Tianzui stretched out his limbs.
Wang Dadong nodded, "Step back, I'll handle this."
"Damn, Boss, you'd better teach this bastard a good lesson for me, I can't beat him," Jun Tianzui said indignantly.
After being tormented by the Four-Winged Birdman for so many days, he could finally take his revenge. Fortunately, Wang Dadong arrived in time, otherwise, he would have been turned into a eunuch.
Of course, he was also self-aware. Among the Four Heavenly Kings, only the Undying Heavenly King had the strength to fight the Great Fallen Demon King, so he immediately stepped back.
"Boss? Could it be that you're the current leader of Hell?" the Fallen Demon King asked with a frown.
"Who I am doesn't matter. All you need to know is that the one who's going to kill you in a bit comes from Hell!" Wang Dadong did not admit his identity.
