"Pfft!"
Even in this situation, Tiger and Liu Ming couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Meanwhile, Du Jun had a constipated expression on his face.
That mouth is really vicious. No wonder when I was drinking with the guys at the tavern, those Iron Blood mercenaries didn't dare to argue with the landlady.
Du Jun suddenly recalled what the leader had said to him.
"Du, God has given women their most beautiful gifts with their figures and looks, and simultaneously granted them the most venomous tongues. Never try to defeat a woman in verbal warfare; that's a very unwise choice."
Captain, I finally understand your words.
Du Jun felt like crying but had no tears.
As Du Jun and Tiger were talking, Feng Yue's group had also gathered together.
"Feng, this guy's strength isn't simple,"
Wang Peijie wiped his forehead and looked at Ma Dongwen lying on the ground, speaking quietly to Feng Yue.
Feng Yue furrowed his brows, looking ahead at Du Jun, contemplating whether to continue.
