At this moment, Li Fei's voice rang out: "Kid, disaster comes from the mouth. I can already feel you're not far from death."
"Hahahaha, anyone can talk big. Who the hell can make me die?" The short fighter didn't recognize Li Fei and Xiang Hai Long, so he was still full of arrogance. "You? Or him?"
He didn't put Li Fei or Xiang Hai Long in his eyes at all.
Li Fei was just about to make a move, but Xiang Hai Long at his side stopped him: "Third Brother, let me do it."
Then Xiang Hai Long smiled at that clueless bastard in the iron cage and said, "What do you think of me?"
"Just you? Skinny like a bamboo pole, looks like you haven't had a full meal in months." The short fighter sized Xiang Hai Long up and down. "I'm worried you can't handle it alone. How about you team up with that stinking brat beside you? I can allow the two of you to challenge me alone."
The Poisonous Woman's face sank. She said to Li Fei, "Want me to find someone to take him out?"
