C161 You Don't dare to Accept Money

Westley moved with the speed of lightning!

In a mere instant,

He had Mussa by the throat, hoisting him into the air.

A hundred kilograms might as well have been a feather to him!

The spectators inhaled sharply, their complexions ghostly with alarm.

This man was incredibly fast and frighteningly strong!

"What are you doing? Release me now!" Mussa struggled to breathe, his face reddening