"Meet with me?"
Tang Ming laughed, "I just had a meal, but if you want to give my muscles a little workout, that's fine. Just not here, let's change the location."
"Heh, I can make you whimper like a dead dog anywhere, making you regret offending our Ma Family."
Ma Gangjian said viciously.
"Giving you face, am I?"
The color on Tang Ming's face turned slightly colder; originally, he didn't want to start a fight in such a crowded place, but since Ma Gangjian was not in the mood, he might as well accommodate him:
"Then I can only turn you into a dead dog first, and I wonder if the cafeteria takes dog meat? After I beat you to death… selling you wouldn't be a bad idea..."
"Fuck, you're fucking asking for it!"
Ma Gangjian instantly became furious and threw a direct punch at Tang Ming's face.
As a Four-star Martial Artist, his speed and strength were not something ordinary people could match, and describing it as fast as lightning was not an exaggeration.
