Geng Sifan's statement was arrogantly delivered, extremely so. His arrogance wasn't like Liu Zhendong's pessimistic kind.
It was an arrogance that spoke through strength, concise and to the point.
With just two words, he depicted the status of Li Xiaoqiang and his team in his eyes—they were all trash!
Li Xiaoqiang looked at Situ Haohai and his group and said, "You all just handle Liu Zhendong, leave him to me."
When Geng Sifan heard Li Xiaoqiang's words, he turned his head and stared at Li Xiaoqiang. Adorned with Iron Armor, he looked like a wild man, his appearance extremely rugged.
He stared at Li Xiaoqiang and said with a contemptuous look, "Just you? Trash!"
Li Xiaoqiang frowned deeply as he stared at Geng Sifan and extended his left hand, twisting his right hand. Instantly, a snapping sound emerged from his dislocated right hand.
