"Mr. Chen! What should I do with these two jokers?"
After killing all the Blood Descendants, Wu Aofeng picked Zhuang Bufan and Zhuang Bifan up like they were two little chicks. He then tossed them in front of Chen Xiaobei.
"God Chen… Please spare our lives… Please!"
"We have not offended you all these while… We just sat there quietly and watched you act tough… Oh no… I mean watch you deal with that son of a bitch… Please spare our lives…"
The two of them had dirt all over their faces and their shirts were in tatters as well – making them looked like two pathetic beggars. Immediately, they started to kneel on the ground and kowtow at Chen Xiaobei. The way they did their kowtow was so accurate and fast. It would be a waste if they did not go on the streets to beg for money.
"You… What did the two of you just call him?"
Upon hearing that, Wu Aofeng was completely in shock.
