Chen Rongrong and the others were so frightened their faces went deathly pale.
Only Zhao Dong watched everything with indifference, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Ma Quan scrambled toward Wang Long, crying, "Master, Master! You're finally here!"
"It's him! It's that guy who hit me and disrespected you. You have to stand up for me!"
At these words, Wang Long followed the direction Ma Quan was pointing.
The next moment, Wang Long's body trembled violently, his eyes bulging as if he had seen a ghost!
THUD, THUD, THUD…
Wang Long rushed toward Zhao Dong, looking extremely anxious.
Seeing this, the surrounding crowd sighed in pity again.
"Sigh, such a handsome guy. It's a pity he's about to die."
"Wang Long is going to strike without another word. That kid must have really pissed him off!"
"Tsk, tsk, pride comes before a fall. He should remember not to be so arrogant in his next life."
THUD!
Amidst the crowd's chatter, a muffled sound suddenly echoed.
