No matter how long the road, there is always an end.
Especially when it's only a few hundred meters from the berth to the platform.
No matter how unwilling Sammon was, he could only stand straight, under the scrutiny of tens of thousands of piercing eyes, watching as Zhang Pengcheng walked towards him step by step.
"Is that the Feiyang Fleet Commander who fled?" Fatty asked softly beside Zhang Pengcheng.
"That's him!" Zhang Pengcheng gritted his teeth.
"Should we hit him?" Fatty blinked.
Zhang Pengcheng's pace paused slightly: "You're not afraid?"
Fatty looked surprised: "What should I be afraid of?"
"Standing next to him is your direct superior." Zhang Pengcheng glanced at the smiling Carolina.
"Look down on me?" Fatty squinted: "What's it to her if I beat up some scumbag. As long as I'm happy. Are you in or not?"
"Here?" Zhang Pengcheng took a deep breath.
"Here, now....." Fatty said coldly: "The two of us!"
"Damn it." Zhang Pengcheng said viciously: "You read my mind!"
