"Next!"
Grant grinned.
Arrogant, domineering, and unbeatable!
At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the battlefield of border warfare, where he was the god of the Dragon team that made all enemies tremble with fear.
Bang!
Provoked by Grant's arrogance, Bai Mianxiao punched heavily on the railing and roared, "Trash! A bunch of trash!"
He had clearly agreed to let them delay and exhaust Grant's strength, but these useless people were still defeated by Grant with one punch. This couldn't waste Grant's strength at all. If they weren't trash, what were they?
"Bai Mianxiao, for the safety of your subordinates, I suggest you surrender early." Franklin said with a smile.
Spencer also looked excitedly at the scene below. If he wasn't wrapped in gauze all over his body, he would have jumped up excitedly when Grant landed his punch!
"What are you proud of? Who laughs last is still uncertain!" Bai Mianxiao snorted coldly, his gaze still fixed on the arena.
