A scream of agony finally came out of his mouth. It was shrill and miserable.
At this moment, he didn't have the time to care about the dignity of the Rock Scorpion race. He had already been thrown to some unknown corner.
After some time, the man from the Rock Scorpion race was beaten into a pulp. He was drenched in blood as he floated in the air. He didn't seem to have any strength left to retaliate.
"Who asked you to snatch my things?"
Wang Teng stopped attacking and rubbed his numb fists as he spoke calmly.
Honestly, the Rock Scorpion scorpion's body was quite tough. After so many punches, his fist felt numb from the vibration. It was as if he got bitten by an ant. It was uncomfortable.
"It should be enough." Wang Teng glanced around him. There were many attribute bubbles floating in the air. It was a pleasant sight.
It was harvest time again.
