"Stupid fatso, if you've got guts, don't play tricks. Let us stand up, we'll chop you to death," the thug in front cursed angrily.
"Fuck you, if you've got the skills, stand up and fight again! You bunch of idiots, like a heap of mud, can't take a hit and still want to be in the game. Come on, I dare you to come and chop me. Let's see if you can even stand up!" Earth Wolf taunted with his arms crossed.
"Fuck your mother!" the thugs cursed back, seemingly very defiant, but they got beaten hard by Earth Wolf and couldn't get up.
"Fuck, you all are in this shitty state, and you still dare to curse? Do you think Master Fatty is someone you can mess with?" said Earth Wolf, bending down to pick up one of the thugs from the ground.
Though the thug wasn't small, in front of Earth Wolf, he was like a chick, easily lifted with one hand by Earth Wolf.
"You were the one yelling the loudest just now, weren't you?" Earth Wolf chuckled, holding the thug, and then punched him.
