"Zhang Wang!"
Upon seeing his best brother wounded, Li Guomie instantly panicked and hastily pursued.
In an instant, Li Guomie was bombarded by Wu Xia with two punches, spurting blood from serious injuries, and was sent flying.
Li Guomie lay on the ground, his eyes filled with rage as he glared at Wu Xia.
"Wu Xia, don't you feel smug, I will not let you off today!"
Li Guomie gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"Not let me off? Do you still have the capability? Hahaha... Li Guomie, don't you find your words laughable? I'm right in front of you, do you even dare to touch a hair on my head?"
"You..."
Li Guomie, pointing at Wu Xia, was at a loss for words.
"Li Guomie, don't forget, if it weren't for me, you would have died a long time ago, and you would have already been nothing but a dry corpse. What right do you have to challenge me?" Wu Xia taunted.
"You... I..."
Li Guomie, pointing at Wu Xia, trembled with rage.
