"Kill Qin Hao!"
It wasn't just the talented people who were agitated.
Outside the rooftop, the younger generation were also shouting with red eyes.
Many people rushed toward the villa, ready to go up to the rooftop to participate in the plan to kill Qin Hao.
Bam!
A man two meters tall kicked a chair to pieces, shouting, "I, King Kong Tu, must kill Qin Hao!"
His tall body headed towards the villa, only to be blocked by a similarly tall figure.
"Zhu Biao, what are you doing?"
King Kong Tu's face showed anger.
Zhu Biao, at 1.9 meters, was still smaller than King Kong Tu.
But in terms of presence, he was not weak.
He cursed, "Damn it, I always thought you were a hero. But today, it turns out you're just a petty person who takes advantage of others' misfortunes!"
"What do you mean by taking advantage of others' misfortunes!" King Kong Tu retorted angrily, "Everyone is going up, does that mean everyone is a petty person?"
"In my eyes, they're all petty people!"
