"Brother Ming, your skills are really impressive, even managing to take down such a fierce Pitbull!"
In the hall of the Cyan Mountain Archery Hall, Yang Bochao's face showed admiration as he looked at Su Ming and excitedly spoke.
"Are you kidding? Anyone I call brother can't be mediocre."
Dai Zhize also spoke at this time.
Su Ming waved his hand after hearing this and said, "It's just a trivial skill, nothing much."
On the other side, Zheng Hao's eyes showed a venomous look as he spoke harshly:
"I certainly won't let this kid off, got to think of a way to teach him a lesson."
Wu Rong's eyes flashed with a cold light at this moment, and he sneered:
"Then just find an opportunity to get rid of him directly. After all, he's just a driver; killing him is no big deal."
Sheng Tianlun and Zhang Wenbin exchanged glances after hearing this and nodded, agreeing with Wu Rong's statement.
