"Ah! You little beast, how dare you destroy this old man's handsome nose! I'll kill you!" the blond old man roared angrily.
"Who kills who is not yet decided! Go to hell!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
The palm imprint rolled and boomed onto the wolf claw that the blond old man had struck out.
Scuffling sounds...
The two retreated upon contact, each shaken back by their respective colossal forces.
"Brother Delevin, I need your help!" the blond old man said with a cold face.
"John Bao, my little brother, don't forget the agreement between us. I can lend a hand, but besides S-rank confidential medical materials, I want half of the Blood Sacrifice Fruits and his Earth Rank Martial Technique," Delevin said with a smile.
"Fine! I promise you! As long as you help me take down this little beast, I guarantee to deliver half of the Blood Sacrifice Fruits and the Earth Rank Martial Technique after the deed is done!" John Bao said with a glum face.
