On the side, Feng Xiaoxiao advised in a low tone too. "Annie, don't persist on your misguided course. Hand over the antidote, or else, you won't be able to leave today!"
Annie's gaze swept across Tang Lang, Tang Ye, and Feng Xiaoxiao indifferently. She suddenly sneered. "Just you three little fishes? You might as well come at me together."
"Altogether? And even calling us little fish! Wow! Little brat! You really talk big!" Tang Lang was so angry that he laughed.
Bloody hell, she really looked down on him!
Even if Annie might be skilled, he could feel that familiar air from her which meant that they were the same kind, yet she had said such words. Was she not being too arrogant?
As Little Treasure was being resuscitated inside and his condition became more and more critical, Tang Lang could not care much. He immediately charged towards Annie.
In the next second, there was a loud sound. Bam!
Tang Lang... flew to the wall from a slap.
