C785 Fist

"Kid, are you joking with us?" Xue Tu's voice turned cold.

However, the corner of Wang Xiaohu's mouth lifted slightly. He took two steps into the air and looked at Xue Tu teasingly, "What do you think?"

Those eyes seemed to be telling Xue Tu: Come on, hit me!

Blood Slaughter was so angry that he almost vomited blood. However, the more Wang Xiaohu was like this, the more uneasy he became