"Ju Tianbao, you old dog, do you fucking want any face at all?! Wheel battle didn't work, and now you wanna play human wave tactics? You've lived for thousands of years and this is how you act—where the fuck did your face go? Hmph! You want human wave tactics? Fine by me! If those pieces of trash from your Jubao Building lose, you must hand over the Heavenly God Token! Otherwise, don't you fucking even dream about it!!!" Qingyi Hong snorted coldly.
Seeing Qingyi Hong's move, Zhang Xiaohao smiled in satisfaction.
Worthy of someone who's lived for over a thousand years and does business for a living—just one look from me and he instantly got what I meant. Not bad at all!
"Hmph! Qingyi Hong, shut the hell up! It's not your turn to talk here! It's not even our Jubao Building that wants to use human wave tactics! It's that stinking brat who said it himself!" Ju Tianbao retorted.
