"Kid, are you /fucking/ looking to die?" Suddenly, the middle-aged fat man's face turned particularly ugly.
Then, the middle-aged man pointed at Chu Mo and roared: "Kid, have the guts to repeat what you just said!"
"Heh heh, I said, you really need to be taught a lessons," Chu Mo chuckled lightly, as if nothing had happened, and repeated himself.
"Seeking death!"
The infuriated middle-aged fat man raised his hand, which looked like a pig trotter, and viciously smashed it towards Chu Mo.
However, before his hand could land on Chu Mo, it was caught by Chu Mo.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah..."
Soon, agonized cries rang out.
The middle-aged man's face paled, but the expression of intense pain took over his entire face: "Kid, let go of me... let go of me!!"
"In fact, I'm also not interested in holding onto your pig trotter-like hand forever, am I?"
Chu Mo sneered coldly, then casually lifted his hand slightly.
Boom...
